American in Fujimi High School

by ~Kiltwearer

Chapter 1

Part 1: Explanation of self
I'm not from this place. I'm a foreign exchange student from the United States of America named Ares Smith: a 6'4, 190 pounds with brown hair and blue eyes male. I'm an 18-year old junior, who is fluent in a dozen languages. I'm the middle of 5 siblings. My older brother and sister, like my parents before them, are in the USMC and the Airborne Rangers. My parents served in the US military, though now my dad works with the weapon company Remington and my mom works with the S.W.A.T team.

The reason why I was in Japan was because the student exchange program said that out of all the students in the state, I had the highest in Japanese and that seeing the country would be a Learning experience for me. Also, my father wanted to get some business solved in Japan and he wanted to me to be able to see the business. So I was sent from my little home town in Ohio to the City of Tokonosu

While there I went to Fujimi High School, where I did the sports of wrestling, weightlifting and baseball. However, it lacked the R.O.T.C program that I loved so much back in the states.

Everyone in the school called me "The American" with the tinge of suspicion and fear in how they said it, since the Japanese have a history of not accepting outsider and the fact that I was the sole American in the school.

However, All of this was buried in what the world will forever hold in memory as "Z-day" began.

Part 2: "Z-day Begins"
I was standing on the second floor stairs and looking out. I was dressed in the school uniform and had my military backpack with me. I had a pass for the school to leave early since I was going on a paintball camping trip. Also, that's why I had my E-Tool and BT TM-15 paintball marker with me at school that day, though the marker was in the teachers lounge.

Anyway, I was just waiting with the wind blowing gently in my hair when I first saw them. A school girl was being chased by this thing. Anyway, she tripped and fell on her face onto the concrete. I started to descend down the stairs, but by the time I got to ground floor it was too late. That bastard went down and bites her neck. Blood erupted and it then it just started eating her flesh

I drew closer to it, horrified and interested at what the fuck this thing was. Once I was little more then 6 meters away when it raised its head up to me and moves forward to me.

Its skin was a dark grey and there was no color in the eyes, just like a blind man. The hair was like the color it was before whatever it was before he turned into this. Seeing what happened to the girl, I had no desire to get on the menu. I took out my E-tool from its sheath and waited till it closed distance to 4 meters. I rushed forward and with 1 savage blow, I sliced its head clean off.

I was given a rain of blood as the body slowly fell to the ground. Just then, the girl who was bitten slowly to stood up and turned to me. She looked like what I just slain. It then just started to get closer and closer. I stumbled back in horror as I realized that what I was fighting was something that I only knew from video games and in movies. "This cannot be happening. This can't be happening" I said to myself, trying to deny what my own two eyes told me. Just then, It lunged at me. I avoided it easily, but it still wanted me.

Seeing no other option, I closed my eyes and tightened my grasp on the Entrenching tool. A second later, I rushed in and sent my entrenching tool into her head. When I pulled it out, more blood just flooded out, filling the hole that I left where my Shovel hit her face.

I stared as she too fell to the ground, dead once again. The image alone was nauseating and I puked all over the place in Disgust at the amount of blood. After I lost my lunch, I looked up. There were more of those bastardish things. There was no point, since they were following a few girls who were screaming and running into the school.

"Ares, Remember the zombie Survival Guide!" My Inner thoughts screamed. I knew that if I'm gonna be in such close contact with them, I'm going to need body armor. The only Place I knew that had any stuff like that would be the Gyms supplies room. With that, I tightened my grasp and started running to get to the supply room.

What I saw on my run was a nightmare that few men could walk away from not scarred. There was so much Innocent blood. Blood of my friends, enemies, teachers, and people like me. Blood spilt from those things and their Insatiable appetite. I wanted to fight them and kill them all. I just wanted to roar my rage and my hatred to the Sky and to God himself.

However, I also knew that I couldn't fight and kill all of them before I too felled, and I wasn't gonna die until I saw my family again. My family has whatever happened here happened back home or is it just happening here. This image alone pushed me harder to reach the supplies room.

When I did finally reach the room, it was only guarded by only 1 zombie. Seeing a chance for some minor retribution, I charged and just hacked it's face apart. The blood was cold and the body lay motionless. I turned and saw a few coming. Though they were a few hundered yards away from me, I was gonna need all the time to get on the armor.
So without further ado, I went inside and barricaded myself in the room. I heard over head the sound of choppers. I knew they were Blackhawks and Cobras since my father forced me to remember the sounds of all military helicopters and tanks. They were Self-Defense Forces. I predict they are heading to either the power and water stations to keep the city living or they are going to rescue people in high enough office.

I got back to the work ahead and looked around for any form of body armor that could withstand that bite of a human or a dog. It only takes one bite to change from human to monster; I refuse to give them that. They also show a fetish for the neck, legs and arms. Therefore, I must be the most defended in those regions.

When I was done I looked at myself. I was wearing Kendo neck Guards, Wrist guards and Leg guards and some basic body armor I found. I kept looking around, seeing if there was anything else available.

I found 2 things that were of value.: some steel balls and a wooden katana. The reason why I picked the steel balls was cause of a memory that came roaring back. Some ass hole used marbles in a paintball campaign 3 years ago. It punctured 7.5 centimeters of plywood and aluminum of a paintball tank. So what would happened if a ball made entirely of steel hit a human skull? The idea was too good to pass up.

The wooden katana may have been a practice tool, but I know that sooner or later I will be using a real one. Besides, it's possible I'll find a teacher and even if I don't, I still got

Therefore, I grabbed nearly all the balls and put them in my backpack and put the wooden katana by my side. I turned to the door. Whatever this thing was, Let it be known that I was prepared.

They came in, and so started the slaughter of them