AN: You don't have to have already watched Angel Beats to enjoy this fic. Things will be changing around in later chapters anyways~

"Where am I?"

Miyuki was lying flat on his back and felt a throbbing ache on the side of his head.

Struggling to sit up, he felt the need to examine his surroundings. From what he could gather, he was able to conclude he was at some sort of prestigious high school campus. He assumed the uniform he was wearing was part of it as well. It was in the middle of the night with the moon being the only thing lighting up the environment.
He stood up and dusted off his shirt and pants to continue investigating where he was. Maybe searching around could help him regain any memories since in the current moment, he could not recall even a single thing about his existence except for his name.

He guessed it was around 12:00am-3:00am judging from the placement of the moon. No one seemed to be around to ask questions nor did he have any type of cell phone he could contact a relative. Not like he could remember anything anyways. So he opted to just leave the campus and look for a hospital.

Maybe if they looked through my records, they can contact someone for me.

Not even taking three full steps towards the direction he was heading, he heard "GET DOWN." A black gloved hand shot out from behind him and roughly yanked him down by the collar of his uniform.

"Hey! What the hell! What's going on he-" Miyuki then realized the teenager in front of him was armed with a black sniper rifle firmly positioned on his shoulder.

"I apologize about the rough treatment just then."

The teenager looked to be around 5'11" and expression so composed not even a bomb looked like it could disturb it. The teenager's eyes narrowed before promptly asking "I know this is sudden, but will you enlist with us?"

Miyuki was slack-jawed still trying to comprehend the situation.

Tiny question marks floated around the older teen's face while he was awaiting a reply. Then realization hit him and made an "I got it" motion. He reached into the back of his pocket and fished out a glock 17 and tossed it into Miyuki's hand.

Miyuki looked down at the weapon in his clutch then looked back at the person who gave it to him.
"Wait, I still don't understand anything! What reason do you even need a gun for? Wait, why did you give me one?" he yelled waving the gun around as he demanded answers once again.
His intense stare never changing, he introduced himself. "My name is Yuuki Tetsuya, Captain of the Millitia League Battlefront (MLB for short)."

"Since you're here, that means you've died like the rest of us. This is the afterlife. Now please, use that gun and fight."

"Fight who exactly?"

As Yuuki didn't seem to be a man of many words, he just stated one name, "Monster."

Once again left speechless, Miyuki continued on.
"Okay, I think I just need to get my head checked. Can you just direct me to a hospital?"
Yuuki heard rustling and quickly ended the conversation. "Be quiet, he's coming." He positioned the rifle on his shoulder and aimed toward the specified target.

Miyuki turned to see who this 'Monster' was. In the distance across the field, all he could see was just a normal dark haired kid coming their way.

Another individual with an AK-47 strapped around his shoulder came running toward the two. "Hey Tetsuya! How's it going in recruiting the newbie?"
"Ah, Jun." Yuuki said acknowledging the other member's presence. Jun looked up as he noticed the newbie walking away. "Hah? Where are you going?"

"I think I'll have better luck talking to that kid than gun toting weirdos."

"That arrogant son of a-" Jun started rolling up his sleeves but was stopped in his path.

Yuuki placed a hand in front of his comrade silently shaking his head. Yuuki looked ahead while suggesting, "Maybe it will be best if he were to find out for himself." Jun added nothing else and agreed to let the events unfold themselves.

Seriously, who would trust those freaks?

Miyuki walked casually toward the so called threat.
"Hey, so those guys pointing a gun at you say you're some 'Monster'?" Furuya turned around and tilted his head to the side a bit at the accusation. His reply was just, "I'm no monster."

"Yeah, I figured." Not wanting to have to stand in front of this six foot tall behemoth any longer, he proceeded to ask "Say, can you tell me where I can get to a hospital from here?" Miyuki waited for any response. Finally he got an answer. But definitely not one he wanted. "There are no hospitals. Why would you need one when you're already dead?"

Miyuki's patience had reached the tipping point.

"So you're in on this too? Fine, prove to me I can't die since I'm already dead apparently!"

Furuya stood staring for a good four seconds before turning around and walking away. Miyuki speculated that this kid thought the conversation was too troublesome and decided to back out. But then he noticed the kid stopped in the middle of the field. Furuya turned back around to face Miyuki. He winded his arm back and put all his weight into the tip of his fingertips to pitch something faster than the human eye could keep track of.

Whatever it was, cut through the air like a fighter jet plane.

Miyuki was not even aware of what happened until he looked down at his chest. His eyes shook furiously as he witnessed the gaping hole where blood started flowing out. He tried gasping for any kind of air but instead he started coughing out blood. All Miyuki could do was collapse to the ground and watch as his consciousness rapidly faded away.

AN: Yes, this is tragedy because they're all dead *sobs

Hope you guys liked the first chapter! Eijun should be out in the next one.

Regarding the last bit; You brought this on yourself buddy.