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NARRATE THIS WITH MORGAN FREEMAN'S VOICE, EITHER IN YOUR HEAD OR OUT LOUD IF NEED BE

It all started when Albus was 10. He got his first erection from looking at his teacher for math and now sex-ed, a female Bunny with cream-colored fur named Ms. Marison. He immediately asked the class "Why does my pee-pee get all straight and hard when I look at you? Why do girls have that weird extra butt when they're grown-ups? Why do I like looking at it? What do a lady's special parts look like? Why do I want to see yours?" The class burst out in laughter, and she answered "That's called an erection, and it usually happens when you're sexually aroused, which we'll explain in class in a minute. That 'extra butt' is called 'breasts', which produce the milk that you probably drank from your mom when-" and then Albus made the O_O face and made a strange noise that, nonetheless, unambiguously conveyed revulsion.

"This is different, because when you were a little baby, you needed to drink the milk. You like looking at it because it's part of what makes a lady look attractive, because of reasons I don't really feel like explaining, and don't have to. A lady's special parts look like this" and a diagram of a vagina promptly appeared on a large touchscreen behind her, known as a "digital chalkboard". Albus had even more questions, but then Marison continued with "You want to see mine because boys are supposed to want to once they have those feelings" "Why does it look like a cave, but icky? Why do I like looking at it so much when it looks like THAT!? What's going on?" "That's what we're trying to get around to talking about in class today."

Albus went home, and was in the middle of discovering the joys of masturbation, when his mother barged in, and told him that if he masturbated, he would probably go to hell. WRITER'S NOTE: this is what I for fucking real thought. I prayed my ass off right after wanking off, until I stopped believing in God as we imagine him to exist. Thus, atheism is one of the best things to happen to me, because before then, I was horribly ashamed of an aspect of my sexuality that nobody that sensible people took seriously was up in arms about anyways. After I left the church, I finally felt free, because I knew there was nothing wrong with jacking off. BACK TO THE STORY. Thus, he remained chaste even in terms of the slightest deliberate sexual stimulation, and, given his species and family history, had wet dreams almost nightly, almost always about Jem, with way too much context and believability to be considered normal.

He had his first experience with attraction to the same sex with another teacher, his history teacher, by the name of Jon Thorinson, a very tall, very muscular, very well-endowed Rhino with a very deep voice. They were going over a deliberately distorted version of American history, one that spun everything as pro-Christian (even saying Hitler was atheist when-according to every history book that even talks about his religious beliefs, and you can just look this shit up or ask me to prove it-he was a Christian), glossed over the religious aspects of the rationalizations for the enslavement of smaller and less combat-ready predatory AND prey animals (and of the religious opposition to giving them rights, and religious discrimination), cherry-picked bits of somewhat accurate info on women's and men's rights to make it look like the legalization of abortion and criminalization of genital mutilation were bad things, and pushed the story of the LGBT rights movement through a Pat Robertson filter.

Albus got a boner while initially briefly looking at-before being fixated on-the physique of Mr Thorinson. When the class saw his stiffie, they laughed or facepalmed, Albus asked if he could go home for the day and just do his schoolwork at home, and Jon and the principal said yes. That's when he first thought he was gay, but then remembered his feelings for Jem and the "issues" regarding looking at his math teacher for too long, and started looking up what was taught in class for himself. He looked it up, realized that the class was spouting a steady stream of lies, found out that it was illegal to do so, and then came out to his parents as bisexual. That's when they sent him off to conversion therapy, where they tried to change his sexual orientation by electrocuting his nutsack, because that's how fundamentalist Christians think science works.

After years of being constantly bullied, trying and failing (once to an unbelievable degree; that bit from Just Once happened here, too) to tell Jem how he felt, being treated like an abomination for ultra-normal sexual urges and not conforming to gender roles like his father demanded he do, being publicly beaten and humiliated in front of nearly all the students at his school by his bullies multiple times, and having his emotions mocked by his classmates and even his father, at age 16 Albus was just about to completely break down and go Columbine, ie kill a bunch of his peers and himself. He had contemplated suicide about once every 3 weeks since he was 13, attempted it five times, and was still repressing all the violent urges he had deep within his psyche because his mother taught him that even hurting anyone in self-defense is incredibly wrong.

That was one of the reasons that what happened next was the best thing to happen in his life at the time. As the zombie virus was starting to spread like wildfire across America, he remained completely oblivious. He finally mustered up the courage to tell Jem how he felt, but before he could, she said that this was her last day before having to move out of state because her dad got a new job. She left him before he could even start talking. He had a rosary around his neck at the time, which he then held the cross of in his hand as he fell on his knees, then on his back in the pose of that one guy from Platoon who did a groundslide. He got all twitchy, ripped the rosary off his neck, expressed his realization that there was no god for him to pray to as he crushed the cross in his hand, ignoring the pain of the splinters, and then started laughing and crying tears of joy, feeling liberated and realizing that there was nothing wrong with him.

That's when someone, over the PA system, declared school to be out until further notice, and told students and faculty to go home and check the news. Albus got home, and immediately saw the news talk about the virus. His parents told him to get ready to leave without them after he came out as atheist, given that with who he was, they knew they were all better off separated. He was given a bunch of guns, blades, ammo and survival gear by his dad, and snacky food and more survival gear by his mom. He took two Winchester model 1887 lever-action shotguns, modified them both the way they were modified in Terminator 2, and added some of his own. He widened the choke, and made it so that they could take magazines. He took two SIG pro pistols. WRITER'S NOTE: welcome to the world of the person who feels insanely compelled to do research on what he's talking about, so that he can describe everything to the degree that satisfies him without resorting to completely-fucking-wrong made-up technobabble like quite a few other writers do. BACK TO THE STORY. He made the pistols longer, made them compatible with 10-round 50-caliber magazines, modified and welded on a laser pointer on each for use as a laser sight, and welded a combat knife as a mini-bayonet on each one. He didn't have the machetes yet, but he had two lead pipes, one large and one small enough to fit into the larger one, that he also welded together. He filled the space inside the larger one with concrete mix, and welded on a cover for the tops of the larger one and the smaller one to keep it in.

He just had one thing that he had to do before he could go: lose his virginity to someone attractive. He went to school, bringing with him for defense only the pipe in case of attackers so as to not risk hurting anyone unnecessarily, went to his math teacher, told her that he still had the hots for her, had sex with her in a supply closet, and was about to go home and get the rest of his gear ready and leave, when his bullies, Freddy and his buddies, started chasing him. His father had a motorbike ready for him at home, and he planned on running to that and running away, however, the bullies chased him into a dark alleyway and surrounded him. That's when they said they were going to kill him slowly and painfully, and he realized something: he could finally let loose all of that pent-up rage. Society was breaking down, meaning an end to the existing criminal justice system, and even if it were still around, since they openly admitted to wanting to kill him slowly and painfully, if they did, it would be third-degree murder, and if he hurt or killed them, it would be self-defense. They were all killed right then and there, with Freddy dying at the hands of a police officer that knew Albus well, by the name of Shenji Makar.

He finally left his hometown and, after a while, encountered the family of a zombified Raccoon he encountered earlier and had to kill to defend himself. Wanting to do what he felt was his moral obligation, he saved them from some Alligator bloke who killed the mother. The survivors were Darius, 18 and male; John, 10 and male; and Jane, 10 and female. They set off on a journey to wherever fate would take them together, and within a matter of minutes, after finding out just what kind of person Darius was, felt like they would be great friends, and then remembered Jem. Not expressing his feelings, he asked about what happened to her, mentioning her by name, and Darius told him that she had sacrificed herself to save several families, holding off the horde until they escaped and then setting off an explosion that killed her and the rest of the horde. "Now she's gone and...a-and..." Albus started sobbing. "I never got the chance to tell her how I felt about her." Then he got very angry. "I'm not making the same mistake again. From now on, I'm not going to hold my feelings inside unless someone's life depends on it, and I have quite a few things to say about quite a few people."

Darius comforted him, and Albus fell in love with him at that very moment, but didn't know it yet, subconsciously denying it, having not let go of Jem. They went off to a grocery store to scavenge some non-perishable food items. In that grocery store, they were surrounded by a few zombies, but they were saved by somebody that Albus would never forget: a tall, muscular Deer with sharpened horns and a voice like Funimation DBZ's Piccolo, by the name of Sheer Matau Jarai. After that, they got to hear his story. He was born to a tribe of native Americans in Alaska, somewhat related to the Inuits. His tribe was still rooted in gender roles and heteronormativity, having suffered the influence of both their own traditions and the society around them, and he was banished for not following through with an arranged marriage, not knowing how to describe himself until he made his way into civilized society, joined the military (it's important to note that he was practically born to be a warrior, and that made his father all the more proud of him, and all the more enraged by his defiance of tradition), and found several words just right for describing himself: asexual, aromantic, asocial, apolitical, agender, resilient, and stoic. He still enjoyed sexual activity, but viewed it much the same way that most view sitting down on the couch and watching a movie, as a sort of recreation for special occasions, rather than having an urge to have sex, similar to hunger or thirst, in the manner that most others do.

After a few weeks traveling together, Albus finally admitted how he felt to Darius, and Darius felt the same way. They immediately had sex, and then stayed by each other's side nearly all the time. Albus was 16 years, 6 months and 5 days old at the time. Albus finally felt like he had found a soul mate, and so did Darius. Unfortunately, in the land of the undead (although not technically so), no matter how much you treasure something, sometimes you're helpless as it's taken from you. When everything fell apart, it had only been three months or so since they first got together. A ravenous horde of zombies was chasing them, and getting closer by the minute.

Darius told everybody to go ahead without him, as he grabbed a semi-automatic rifle and mowed down every last one of the undead. However, he was quite clearly infected. He started twitching a little every split-second and feeling dizzy, and Albus and Darius said "I love you" one last time before Darius requested that Albus kill him, rather than let him turn. They couldn't kiss, because that is another way that the virus gets transmitted. They could, however, embrace, and they did for about 20 minutes before the suffering truly started. "I'm so, so very sorry" Albus said as he held the shotgun to Darius's head. "No. I'm sorry. I wish I didn't have to leave you like this" Darius replied. They embraced one last time, and Albus angled the shotgun to fire from behind Darius, through the back of his head. Instantaneous death, quick and painless, dead before he could even feel pain. They hugged tighter and tighter as Albus pulled on the trigger. The gun fired and killed Darius after a quarter-second of the embrace, but to the both of them, it felt like almost an hour, as they savored their final moments together.

Sheer left Albus behind, seeing that he wanted no reminders of what he lost, promising to protect John and Jane, and after that, Albus held the other shotgun to his head. As he was about to pull the trigger, he remembered everything that they did together, and realized something important: every moment they spent together, from the small moments-like eating dinner alone together, embracing each other every night while they slept, and the rush of joy each felt when they saw a smile upon the other's face-to the big moments-the immediate consummation of the relationship, the promise that they would spend their lives together, and laying down and watching the night sky in a field of flowers-made it more than worth the pain of losing someone you love. He lowered the shotgun, and from then on, swore that he would do everything in his power to protect any innocent people put in harm's way by what the world had become, and went back to the place where they first met. He put a picture of them together, kissing while both flipping the bird at the remains of a strongly anti-LGBT church in the background, inside a miniature treasure chest knick-knack that he modified to work like an actual storage unit, along with a lock of Darius's fur, a heart-shaped locket with pictures of the both of them in it, and song lyrics scratched onto a piece of steel and colored in so as to be visible:

So I'm gonna love you

Like I'm gonna lose you

But we'll never know it

Till we're saying goodbye

I know you'll understand it

I won't take it for granted

But we'll never know it

Till we run out of time

-Like I'm Gonna Lose You, originally sung by Meghan Trainor, but Albus remembers listening to the cover by Gazelle with Darius.