We’re Sick Like Animals | Kurt and Blaine are products of The Blackout, a modern day zombie apocalypse. They have since been given an antidote to regain human feeling and a second chance at life. This is their journey in finding each other in a post-apocalyptic world with nothing to cling to except each other. (Zombie!Klaine)
A/N: If enough people respond well with this, I *might* turn this into a verse. As a reference, all prior canon events - including the engagement - have taken place from within this universe, and as a timeline, this takes place about a year and a half after 5.01.
Please bear in mind this was also written pretty late and is unbeta’d… so be kind! :)
For weeks, Blaine doesn’t know his own name, where he is, or how he made it out of the darkness, but he knows he’s alive.
Being alive. For now that’s enough.
He doesn’t remember much from before. Doesn’t remember anything from The Blackout. His past is a hodgepodge of events and faces and people, some of whom must be his family or friends or… more. God, there has to be more.
He doesn’t remember the day he got bit, doesn’t remember the lives he cannibalized and the skulls he cracked. He doesn’t remember the needle shot through his veins or the team of doctors looming over his tranquilized body to keep him from attacking.
Blaine doesn’t have a name when he’s brought in. He’s given a number and a bed and an IV. He’s lucky to have that.