Setting: Journey Bedroom, Rose Hallway, more?
Time: Night 002
Summary: Courtney and Red are reunited, Red XIII meets Alphonse.
Warnings: Violence, snarky children.
Red XIII stood panting in the middle of the brown bedroom, blood trickling down his right shoulder from the bite of one of the monsters that now lay at his feet. There had been two of them, and he'd been sleeping--the first had dropped off the ceiling on top of him and sunk its teeth deep into flesh, starting the fight which had now ended, leaving him panting and sick. He leaned to the other side, the uninjured one, frothing heavily to remove the taste and trying his best to expunge of dead and decaying flesh from his mouth; he'd never tasted anything so horrible. The sick, gooey texture of decaying skin and the tissue beneath, the foul taste of the rot and sickly fluids below, the inescapable stench--he couldn't get rid of any of them, and the pain in his shoulder throbbed spitefully as though to taunt him over it. He wanted to vomit, but that would be extremely unseemly. Somehow the idea of vomiting made it worse.
Of greater concern, perhaps, was the attack to begin with--the bedrooms were supposed to be safe, but these monsters, these new... things had come in of their own accord and attacked him. That wasn't good. Courtney and Fiona sprang to mind and he turned to the door, still drooling the remnants of the disgusting flesh. It didn't occur to him that he probably looked like some sort of horrible freak, what with the froth and the rest--he would have given his tail for a bowl of water to save him from the nauseating taste he couldn't seem to get rid of.