Mathew Turner and his four friends have been on a plane for 13 hours. Their departure site JFK Airport in New York City. Destination Tokyo City, Japan. The time? 7:30 pm on 6/10 /2010 only one day before the hordes Them. The resin for this untimely visit? A simple internship at Fujimi High school for a few months. Why is it untimely? Simple. The word Them is used for the hordes of zombies that are eating and infecting people around the globe. The upside is that they only react to loud sounds. Now I'm getting you ahead of myself. Let's start with what is going on and why they are there in the first place.
They all are there for sport internships. Mathew is in a marksman club along with baseball at 16 years old he wishes to go into the U.S.A military when he reaches 18 years old. In fact he wants to sign up on his birthday. As a present to himself. Most of his friends hope to do the same except for Alex who wants to get a job as a computer programmer. Markus a MMA fighter wishes to go out for Marines he is 16 years old as of late. Rick a football player and Boxing champion wants to do the same go out for the Marines for the K-9 unit he is 17 years old. And of course Sam a football QB and survivalist who is ironically an uncle to three kids. For that he was branded Uncle Sam by anyone who knew him just as Mathew and Markus he is 16 years of age. Same dream as the other two he wishes dearly for the military lifestyle. Then there was another boy named Barney who was really useless but was a good friend to the other four was a soccer player with a high temper and a huge ego. He was good in a fight and quick with a cover lie if needed. His silver tongue had got them through several problems before with five had plenty of fights behind them and some blood along with that.
Their lives had been endanger by several bullies and criminals but that was to change in Japan. It was a quiet country with not as much crime. The USA was a great place but it as everything had flaws. At least some of this was to be avoided. From habit they packed brass knuckles into their pockets to help in a fight. But that was behind them. Their new life was about to begin. The Japanese kids had English classes in school. Their teachings would prepaid them for the American group. But the Americans would not be very accustomed to them for this resin their knuckle dusters were in their luggage bags. After touchdown and several minutes of looking at signs they got to baggage claim. Their bags really easy to spot due to the simple fact that they were all bags for their regular equipment for sports and activities. Mathew had the most recognizable case out of the rest.
The first one was for his Barnett Raptor FX crossbow and about three hundred bolts plus a quiver that would hang at his waist and the second was for baseball gear. As in a 38 inch aluminum bat that he reenforced with steel rods. It was heavy but not quite as bad as a full on steel bat. His helmet was a pitch black color with two small holes as to attach a face mask to prevent stray balls from hitting his face. His cloths were all in a large duffel bag on his back. He had some electronics and maps in a medic bag at his waist. Adjusting the duffle bag he heaved the other two bags to his back and walked to the exit his friends following him as he had the directions to a flats that they rented for residence. The conversion price from an American color to Japanese Yen was astonishing. 1 US dollar equaled out to 110.06 Japanese Yen!
"Wow that was quite the trip who is ready for school in the morning though?" Mathew asked with sarcasm. Though they had gotten to the apartments at only 8:00 pm the trip had worn them to down to nothing.
"The nerve that they had to tell us that we had school after that is unbelievable they hadn't even given our uniforms! What are we to do show up in our regular cloths!?" Markus yelled in annoyance.
"Your right what the hell are we going to do? We will be branded as Americans for life after that!" Alex followed up.
"Well is that so bad? It is what we are and why be anything different?" Mathew responded laying a pair of black jeans out along with a white button down shirt with tie and black boots that he shined to a glassy finish.
"Well well well blacking out your Sunday's best?" Barney asked mockingly.
"Yup might as well make a good impression." Mathew said back shutting him up. They had a string of connecting rooms along the top of the complex as to make it easy.
"Alright well I'm turning in come on guys we have a big day tomorrow get some sleep." Ricky said standing. "This is your dorm Matt I got the next one over." Ricky continued walking to the door on the right.
"Yea I will take the next one over from your's Rick." Alex said standing up and picking up his belongings.
"I got that one!" Markus shouted pointing at the door on the opposite side of the room.
"I'll bunk in the next one. Barney you have the last one." Sam said getting up.
"Fine man what time is school at and were is it at?" Barney asked hauling his things on his shoulders.
"The schedule is the same for the six of us so it starts a eight and is the big ass building we passed on the way here. They also give us shoes to were during class. From what I heard they got our sizes. The locker numbers are in a row for us too. Man they really want us together don't they?" Mathew said reading off of his sheet of paper.
"Guess so. Welp night!" Ricky said going through his door.
"Night." Was said by the rest before the group disappeared through the doors and all was then quiet as Mathew brushed his teeth after a shower. As he slipped into bed he set his alarm for 6:30 as usual and double checking it to make sure it was AM not PM. Then as if by order he drifted off. The last thought was "I hope this goes well." Before falling into a sleep that calmed and refreshed him. Even with the sleep nothing would prep air him for tomorrow.
