No. He wasn't supposed to be frothing at the mouth and Gilbert knew that. He dabbed at Ludwig's dripping forehead.

Gilbert was looking over his brother as he twitched and convulsed on his bed. Blood was oozing from the sides of his mouth onto the pure white sheets.

"Bruder?" He whispered patting him on the cheek. Ludwig eyes fluttered open and shut. "Vatter was right." He whispered. "It's the disease." Coughing Ludwig nodded and lifted a hand, of which there was skin pealing off, towards a gun on the side table that Ludovick, their now dead father had given to him.

"Bruder, please end it, I don't wish to harm you or anyone else." Gilbert shook but placed his hand on the gun and lifted it. Ludwig twitched and pointed to his face.

"I'll make it quick." Gilbert promised and clutched the gun in his hand. Ludwig coughed again and touched Gilbert's free hand. Gilbert smiled at him.

"Good bye bruder." Ludwig chuckled timidly.

"Bye. I love you." Gilbert clutched Ludwig's bloodied hand. They had made it far together; all the way across the city, and on foot. But Ludwig hadn't made it through the last horde. He had gotten bit attempting to protect Vash, who had died anyway. Gilbert remembered the entire thing as his finger tightened on the trigger.

"Ludwig! Watch Vash!" Gilbert yelled as he elbowed a woman in the mouth.

"Got it Bruder!" Ludwig called back. "Vash where are you!" HE called into the large horde that surrounded them. A hand stuck up from a large cluster of bodies. A blood curdling scream filled the air.

"LILY!" Ludwig yelled diving into he fray fists a-blaze.

Among the commotion of Ludwig's shouts, Lily's cries, and Vash's yells there was a loud howl. A growling that was to familiar to the survivors. A hunter. Gilbert was alert as he spun around to find the damn thing. HE turned just in time to see the bottom of a Hunter leap OVER him. Not at him not, for him, OVER him. Gilbert gasped and turned in time to see the exposed body of Lily get torn down by the Hunter.

"NO!" Vash yelled as Lily's screams halted and her body lay limp as the Hunter leaped off and turned on Vash who had been limping before the thing started and slashed at his throat with it's razor sharp claws. Vash tumbled back clutching his throat as blood oozed out Ludwig slammed into the Hunter and Gilbert dove down to catch Vash. "Li-" Vash began pointing towards lily's dead body. More blood leaked from his slit throat and mouth.

Then Gilbert's worst dream happened as his breath halted and Vash went limp in his arms. Gilbert shook but turned as he heard Ludwig hiss something.

" Verdammt!" Ludwig cursed as he pulled himself up to Gilbert blood splattered all over him. "Oh mien gott!" Ludwig whispered looking down at Vash's bleeding body in Gilbert's hands. "Oh Nein!" HE cursed.

"Lily too." Gilbert whispered glancing over at Lily. Ludwig rushed over to her side with a limp and lifted the thirteen year old girl into his arms.

"Why?" Ludwig demanded wiping his cheek.

"Bruder! Your arm! You're bit!"

Gilbert snapped out of it and forced the trigger down. Ludwig's hand tightened in his and then loosed considerably. Gilbert chocked and looked down at his Bruder. Ludwig, he was the only thing he had left in this world! The only thing he loved! Even Gilbird died! This damn disease! Gilbert would survive.

It had been three days since the death of his last love. The day that Ludwig, Lily, and Vash died. HE had gotten over it as much as he would. His throat wasn't totally dry and has eyes were no longer wet.

"Hello! Please? Is anyone in there?" A female voice yelled. Gilbert opened his eyes there was pounding on the door of the safe house.

"You bit?" He yelled back.

"NO!" She screamed. Gilbert growled to himself and stood. HE walked to the door and opened it. She tumbled in and Gilbert pushed the door shut and set the bar down.

"What you in for?" Gilbert asked turning around. She was sitting against the wall her head thrown back.

"Huh?" She asked.

"Never mind. You got a name?" He demanded shuffling through his bag.

"Elizabeta." She answered pulling at her shirt.

"Nice to know, I'm Gilbert." He nodded at her and extending a hand she accepted and shook.

"Sweet." He looked her up and down. She was slim with brown hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. Her eyes where like a forest as they looked up at him, deep and green.

"Well, I'm heading out in the morning. . . If you care." Gilbert announced, Elizabeta huffed.

"I just met you, but I suppose we could hang for a while. Until we part ways of course." Gilbert looked up.

"Your headed somewhere?" HE demanded.

"Yeah. . ." She smiled "I'm headed to Montana. Not a lot of people there, so not a lot of zombies." She smirked at him.

"You realize we're in Arizona." Gilbert asked pulling out a can of soup from his bag.

"What of it?" She demanded crossly.

"It's across the fricken country!" Gilbert growled.

"Well, I never said you had to come with me, but that's where I'm heading!"

"Well, I ain't got anywhere to go so, I'll let the awesome me join you in your travels." Gilbert chuckled as he began a small fire in a corner of the room.

"If you wish." Elizabeta smirked watching Gilbert as he moved.

I decided to do a Hetalia Left 4 Dead mix if you could call it that.

Kind of like my Death Note. If you squint!

Review please!