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Buried Alive (Jessica and Ogre/80s AU)

Ogre suddenly jolted awake, making his forehead hit against a hard surface as he gasped in horror. He didn’t know why, but the feeling of fear was almost smothering him. The singer looked around; or rather, tried to. His surroundings were pitch black and the air around him was hot. When he tried lifting up his hand in front of his face, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness, he realized his wrists were tied tightly in front of him. As he attempted to move his legs, he noticed his ankles had also been tied. A frightened groan left Ogre’s lips as he fruitlessly began struggling against his bonds. He didn’t understand why he had been tied up or even where exactly he was. After a few moments, realizing he couldn’t break free, Ogre settled down, panting from adrenaline and effort. The singer closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to recollect his thoughts, very much against his throbbing headache. The last thing he remembered was being in his apartment, taking care of Ian while Jessica was out running errands. The afternoon was hot, but calm. He remembered he was playing with his son, when a loud bang in the living room startled him. He placed Ian back into his crib and closed the door before going to check out what it was. Ogre barely had time to react when two men ran to him and slammed him up against a wall.

“For the last time, are you going to pay us or not?!” The man who had him pinned against the wall barked, tightening his grip around his throat.

Ogre felt his stomach drop. He knew who they were. “I fucking told you, I’ll have the money after the tour!” He tried struggling against the man’s grip, but it was useless.

“Forget it, that fucking faggot won’t pay us back.” The other man bitterly said.

“I-I said I will, I-” The singer began, but he was interrupted.

“Hope your family won’t miss you much, kid.” As the man hit him on the temple with a hard object, Ogre’s world went dark.

The singer’s eyes shot back open as he resumed his struggle. He had to get back to Jessica and Ian; he didn’t know what had happened to them. Only then, Ogre seemed to realize his surroundings were not only dark and hot, but also incredibly tight. And deadly quiet, save for the accelerated heartbeat in his eardrums. Fumbling with his pockets, Ogre pulled out his lighter, flicking it on. “Shit...” He muttered. It looked like he had been locked inside... A box? He frowned, then spotting a bit of dirt covering his clothes. Everything went dark again as Ogre dropped his lighter, shrieking in horror. “SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE!” He yelled, thrashing violently and banging on the lid as best as he could with his tied hands. “HELP! HELP ME!” Tears began streaming down his face as panic settled in. With his imminent, horrible death, his family would never see him again.

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Ogre let out a deep sigh as he slammed the trunk of his car shut. He couls barely believe they were going through that situation again, and what made things even worse was the fact now it wasn't only he and Jessica that were homeless; they also had the baby. The singer felt tears welling up inside his eyes. He had tried his best to make enough money to give his new family a decent living, but none of his hard work was enough. He remembered how he had literally pleaded to the landlord not to evict them and give him more time, specially because they now had a baby, but the landlord showed no mercy or pity.

Ogre had managed to pack and stuff everything he could inside his small car. It was mostly baby's stuff. His newborn child and fiancé were his only concern now and he would do everything he could to keep them alive and safe in the streets. The singer turned to Jessica, forcing out a small smile, but it was obvious he just wanted to break down (and was getting closer to having one). "Are you ready?" He said, pressing his lips together as his gaze travelled to his son in her arms. "I-I'm so sorry..." Ogre's voice cracked and he averted his glistening eyes.

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Zombie Apocalypse AU (Jessica and Ogre)

“Jess?” Ogre whispered nervously as his trembling hands shook her body in a rough way. He wasn’t sure how she was able to sleep through the commotion happening outside, but he was glad he had stayed awake that night. For once, his sleeping issues had been useful. “Jessica, wake up! We have to go!” He whispered urgently, his chest rising and falling as he panted slightly with fear and adrenaline. As his wife began to finally stir awake, Ogre breathed out relieved. “Go get Ian, we have to leave this house right now. We’ve got no time to pack anything, just get Ian and let’s go. Also, don’t turn on the lights.” The singer barely waited for Jessica to wake up before he began ordering her around. A loud banging sound at the front door made him jump nearly out of his skin. He felt tears burn the inside of his eyes as a low groan was heard. “Oh, God, f-fuck!” Ogre shakily breathed out, terrified. Grabbing Jessica’s hands, he pulled her out of the bed and to her feet as the banging on the door became persistent and more intense. “J-Jess, you’re going to have t-to trust me now. We n-need to be very quiet now. Hold Ian and grab my arm, I-I’m going to lead us out of here. It’s dark as fuck because we can’t turn on the lights so t-they won’t see us.” Before he could even begin explaining who were “them” or what was happening to his very confused wife, Ogre heard the sound of wood beginning to crack. There was no time; they had to leave.

The house had fallen into an unsettling penumbra as Ogre quietly led Jessica and Ian, squinting to try to make out the objects in front of him. As he heard people screaming and sirens outside, he felt his heart hurt. He didn’t really have a safe place to take his family to and he wasn’t sure how the streets were safer than his own house. But with danger right at his door, he had no other options. Fighting the intruder with a kitchen knife would get him killed, as many others would come after them. Now, more than ever, Ogre had to stay alive to protect his family. Right as they got to the kitchen, the singer locked the door behind him just as his front door was blown off the hinges. Wiping the sweat off his hands on his shirt, he firmly held the doorknob, motioning for Jessica to stay silent. They had to hide inside the kitchen and wait until the intruder was further inside the house to they could leave through the front door. He prayed to every higher power that existed that Ian didn’t start crying at that moment. If he did, they would die. Ogre pressed his ear against the door and heard erratic footsteps, along with the same low groan. He could tell the intruder was circling around the living room, looking for a prey. The singer felt his heart sink as the groans got closer to the kitchen. Covering his mouth with one hand, he was able to suppress a gasp in time when the doorknob was forced with an almost inhuman strength and a deafening banging at the door was heard along with angry, frustrated groans. Ogre pressed his body to the door with all his strength, keeping a death grip on the doorknob, as best as his shaky body allowed him to. If felt like an eternity, but the banging eventually ceased and the footsteps were getting distant now.

Ogre’s heart was pounding inside his chest as he tried to hear what was happening on the other side. As everything grew silent enough, he gently unlocked the door, trying not to make a sound. The living room was empty. He took Jessica by the arm and slowly and quietly led her to the front door. As he stepped outside, Ogre began to run for his life, dragging Jessica and Ian with him. The night sky was a weird shade of red that matched the dark blood on the streets. Trying not to get disturbed by that sight, Ogre kept running until he spotted a mass of equally terrified and confused people being led by what seemed like men of the army. He didn’t think twice before following them, even though he was unsure of where that would take him and his family.

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High School AU (Ogre and Jessica)

“Fuck.” Ogre muttered as his trembling fingers slipped once again from the tiny clasp of his necklace. Taking a deep breath, he tried getting his nerves under control. Glancing nervously at the clock on his desk, he realized he should hurry up if he didn’t want to be late. Finally, he managed to clasp the necklace behind his neck, getting up from the chair so quickly he bumped the table, knocking over a few of the objects that were on top of it. “God damn it!” Ogre cursed, picking everything up in a rush. Settling down, he shot one last look at himself in the mirror. The young man wore his all black outfit as usual; skinny jeans, a leather jacket on top of a black tank top and his beat up boots. He had tried to fancy it up by wearing some jewelry, but he didn’t really know how well that had worked. Ogre stared at his reflection and wondered if he hadn’t overdone it a bit. He never dolled himself up like that, as he never went out. He was even wearing eyeliner; because Jessica had complimented his make up once, and said it made his green eyes pop. The young man had never thought of his eyes as something too special, but right at that moment he felt almost handsome.

               Trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, he silently sneaked out of his house. Ogre didn’t even know how to explain to his parents he was going out for what seemed like the first time in year, and for his first date ever. He doubted they would even believe him. He thought they would probably think it was an excuse to go out and do drugs. Shrugging the thoughts away, Ogre walked quickly to the bus stop. To his relief, the bus arrived quickly and was mostly empty. As he sunk into a seat, his mind drifted off to the events that happened in the weeks before and his lips twisted into a shy smile. The butterflies came back to his stomach; it was weird for him to think he was actually going out on a date. And it was weird for him to think about how strong was whatever he felt for Jessica.

He hadn’t thought much of the girl when she first sat down at his table during lunch. He even ignored her when she spoke to him, thinking it was a sick joke of hers. It had to be; judging by how she was dressed, Ogre could tell she was a “normie”. He mentally slapped himself for being such a jerk when she tried to have a normal, kind conversation with him, responding dryly to everything she said. It wasn’t totally his fault, though; he had grown used to people approaching him just to abuse and bully him. Ogre only began to believe her true intentions were good after the third or fourth day she sat with him during lunch. Then he let his guard down for what seemed like the first time in forever. He still barely spoke, though, as the situation was so overwhelming to him it made his stutter even worse, which was something he was very ashamed of. As the weeks went by, Ogre got used to letting his guard down when in Jessica’s presence, and his stutter nearly disappeared as they would talk for hours. He soon began to grow really fond of her, and this fondness turned into butterflies in his stomach. The feeling of being in love was almost the same as when he’d drink too much wine and feel sick. He could feel his stomach turning as the bus reached his stop. Hopping off, and almost falling over in the process, he walked towards the cinema’s entrance, feeling his legs a bit wobbly. Sighing nervously, he shoved his shaky hands into his pockets as he looked around, trying to find Jessica. She should be there at any moment; or not. Part of him still believed that was all a really elaborate joke and she would leave him there, pathetically waiting for her. He looked around, trying to find the jocks who bullied him, maybe hiding somewhere, but everything was normal. Ogre took another deep breath, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he nervously waited, always looking around.

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