AN: Okay, so this story is something I've wanted to write because I love Bleach Zombie Fanfictions, but I haven't seen very many of them! O.O
Again, I apologize for any mistakes, and I'm also sorry if the whole first person perspective thing is a little off in words. Like an example being:
Little Timmy was having a great day!
Sometimes I accidentally change to a weird wording style like:
He had on a black jacket and his favorite sneakers!
Now, I don't actually know if that is how it is supposed to be typed or what, cause this is actually one of the few times I have typed First Person (I have to do a whole fanfiction typing like this?! EEP! Q.Q) and I am not all that good at it. If it's supposed to look like that kinda, then I suppose I'm just paranoid XD But I still hope you can decipher my crazy ass words enough to read the story without any major trouble!
Anyway! I present to you, my first ever Bleach Zombie Yaoi First Person Fanfiction… Enjoy~!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or it's Sexy as fuck characters, please don't sue me for any claims to Bleach, because I don't have any! DX I also do not own any T.V shows, or other company brands that might be descripted in this fiction, so again, please don't sue. I only own any OCs that appear in this story, and the plot of the story.
The following are all the Zombie Apocalypse related things I have interacted with, and thus are my main inspirations for how the characters survive and how the zombies act in this story:
World War Z
Walking Dead
Warm Bodies
The Zombie Survival Guide
Hollowland
High School of the Dead
Apocalypse Z: The Beginning of the End
Zombie Fanfictions (Though I will not steal any plotlines or major ideas from those I promise)
And various How to survive zombies YouTube videos.
!WARNINGS!
This story will of course start with the classic scene when people are in trouble 3 days after the start of the apocalypse and then it will go back to the beginning of the first day. It will be slow at first, but I will try to get to the action as soon as I possibly can without rushing this chapter, so if you read this chapter, please be patient. Thank you.
Rated: M (For mature reasons and people)
Paring: Grimmjow x Ichigo
Point of view: First person (hopefully with different POVS of different characters... probably just the POVS of Grimmy and Ichi though).
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Lamp light filled the small area within our bunker as I lit the fuse.
Sweat poured down my body, which was covered only by a tattered white jacket that came to a stop above my stomach, white cargo pants, black combat boots, and a black wrap around my waist; cobalt blue pistol tucked within its confines.
This wasn't supposed to be happening; the hell did this start happening anyway? Well that I hadn't actually forgotten, but it was so easy to want to forget sometimes.
I heard a shout outside the corridor, off to a distance, and whirled to look down the stairs at Nnoi. He was breathing hard and had both hands propped against the locked door; the only thing keeping the Hollows from noticing our location and breaking in. He glanced over at me nervously, shaking all over from the adrenaline and sweating buckets.
During everything that happened in the last couple of days there might just be only one thing that openly scares the shit outta me the most… How frightened people like him could get. Nnoitora is one of the cockiest sons of bitches I have ever met, and yes, I have had a look at myself in the mirror.
I grabbed the Colt AR-15 Starrk had leant me before the trip, and took a seat at the top of the stairs quietly, resting the butt against my shoulder and preparing it for use. I nodded to Nnoi and he nodded back in confirmation. He took a deep but soft breath, gently and quietly took his hands off the locked door, and slowly stepped up the carpeted stairs I was sitting on; stepping as fast as he could behind me, while still being careful not to make any noise, to ready the rest of the scout team.
There was a sudden small squeak as the door knob to the bunker twisted ever so slowly. I held my breath, trembling violently from the suspense like a scared rabbit. The door knob stopped and there was a long, deafening silence that seemed to sweep throughout the entire world. The light to the lamp flickered, moving the shadows on the walls and making me nearly jump out of my skin.
I aimed the gun at the entrance and slowed my breathing as a soft snarl began building outside our current safe haven.
They will live, come back from the dust with which they were first conceived, their bodies will rise and the earth will give birth to her dead. Out of all the things mentioned in the bible, that was the one thing I had believed, and I guess I just thought that the Lord had something a bit more different in mind than this shit.
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3 days ago…
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"Mad Cow disease is a fatal disease that slowly destroys the brain and spinal cord in cattle. It also is known as bovine spongiform encephalopathy, or BSE. People cannot get Mad Cow disease. But in rare cases they may get a human form of Mad Cow disease called variant Creutzfeldt-Jakobs disease or vCJD, which is also a fatal disease.
Over time vCJD destroys the brain and spinal cord. There is no evidence that people can get Mad Cow disease or vCJD from eating muscle meat-which is used for ground beef, roasts, and steaks-or from consuming milk or milk products, though some people have made accusations to follow through with those rumors. Also People with vCJD cannot spread it to others through casual contact.
Experts are not sure what causes BSE or vCJD. The leading theory is that the disease is caused by infectious proteins called prions. In affected cows, these proteins are found in the brain, spinal cord, and small intestine. Another theory is that Mad Cow disease is caused by a virus that causes the proteins to change.
The first case of vCJD was reported in 1996. Since th- Mr. Jaegerjaquez!" Everyone paused for a sec in the taking of their notes and looked to the back of the class where I sat. Finally the bitch noticed! I have been pretending to be asleep for literally the better part of 10 minutes. See, I have this full-proof plan:
1) Wait 'til the middle of class happens
2)Pretend to fall asleep for as long as it fucking takes
3)Get 'Woken up' by a flying piece of chalk
4)Curse and grumble as you leave the room and glare at other kids
5)Slam the door behind you and go to the Front Office
6)Meet up with your 'brothers' for a nice relaxing day of sitting on the couch in front of the Office.
The six steps to my High School Life. I'm a Genius, I know.
"Yeah Mrs. Davis?" I asked, cracking open an eye lid, the biology teacher glared, attempting to intimidate me; her unruly student. Yeah... she sucks dick at trying to make people feel scared. I snickered softly to myself at my own secret insult.
"Office. Now, Mr. Jaegerjaquez." She sighed. I inwardly jumped with glee as my 'Full-proof Plan' was once again coming together perfectly, but outwardly I glared darkly at her and pushed back my chair to stand up, everyone else quickly avoiding my gaze and tensing their shoulders as I slung my school bag over my own, cursed out the teacher when I walked by, and slammed the door to the class room on my way out. I marched down the hall way, shoving my hands into my warm pockets and I couldn't help thinking out loud about my shitty 'educational' life in this particular building, no one was in the halls with me, so why not vent a little irritation?
"Classes suck ass anyway. You can't learn to shoot a fucking gun by watching someone else do it; you have to learn from experience damn it. If I wanted to know who the hell Takeda Shingen was, I would have gone to the fucking battle of fucking Temmokuzan!" I growled out to the air in front of my mouth.
"Oh Shit, we need to get ya outta school Grimm, it's turned ya into a nerd!" fuck, guess I lost track of my feet. They got me to my destination way to fast for my liking.
I turned my sharp cyan blue gaze to the lanky teen sprawled across the black peach-fur covered fluffy couch sitting against the wall of the Front Office right under the huge ass glass window and not far from the door that lead in to the fucking land of teachers.
Nnoitora Jiruga was pretty much the tallest shithead I have ever met. And that wouldn't really bother a guy like me, seeing as I'm pretty tall myself, but fucking Christ! He's one year younger than me and already he looked like a fucking American champion basketball player, which really pisses me off a lot when we do any sort of sports activity for 'fun'.
Nnoi's got long, black silky hair that he keeps up in a messy, crazy ponytail, a white bandana with a faint dark grey classic Jolly Roger imprinted on the front of it tied across his left eye, and only ever wears the black School uniform pants, leaving the white shirt that was supposed to go with it off, and revealing a lot of his scars from all the fighting he loves to get into. As you can fucking imagine this gets him in a whole shitload of trouble, but I still don't fucking see why people have to give a fuck, never will either. It's fucking Nnoi's damn choice to wear or not wear a god damn shirt, and besides that the guy hadn't worn a single school shirt since he started Kindergarten! They should all be god damn used to it by now!
I gave him my usual feral growl, and lifted up a long leg. I nudged one of my black combat boots against his knees, silently ordering him to make room and he gave me this obviously annoyed eye-roll, but I knew he was taking the hint that I was too lazy and now a little too grumpy to say much. He sat up, his long pencil legs sprawling out in front of him. I sat down next him, crossing my legs on the fantastic comfy piece of furniture we both were sitting on.
"Shut the fuck up, Nnoi. I'm not a fucking nerd... it's just some of the shit in class is actually kind of interesting…" I finally grumbled a come-back after a few seconds of sitting there with him. I leaned my head back, and stared up at the white pasty ceiling before closing my eyes.
After a moment's pause I raised a brow and opened my eyes. Two other fabulous students of this school had unfortunately arrived around the same time I had said that and they were now, along with Nnoi, staring at me like I had grown horns and an extra eye.
"Yup… He's got Nerditis! Strap him down, and drag him off! We gotta find a cure!" Nnoitorra howled in amusement. The other two I mentioned before, they happen to be my other close friends, an extremely pale stotic emo, and the laziest son of a bitch the world might just have ever taken a look at.
"Sup, Ulqui. Yo Starrk, you still looking for Pillow support?" Nnoi snickered, as the always tired man raised his hand, lazily flipping me the bird and the emo nodded rigidly back to me in acknowledgement.
Ulquiorra Cifer was a stuck up, 16 year old bitch with absolutely no emotions. He had raven black curly hair, milky white skin, and wide emerald green eyes. His finger nails were always black 'cause he compulsively colored them with a sharpie ever four days, and a similar white shirt and black pants covered his body, except unlike mine, Starrk's, or Nnoi's uniforms, his was crisp and orderly. Regardless of the fact that Ulqui, for the most part, followed the rules, he still had his own weird way of showing he didn't give a fuck about them. That weird way would be the two green tattoos running down his face like streams of tears.
See, it had been a thing of ours, when he was 4, Nnoi was 5, and I was 6 we all got an 11 year old, talented, Starrk to give us tattoos. I got one on my back over to the right a bit, slanted a little, and two feral blue streaks to line the bottoms of my eyes, Ulqui got a tattoo on the left side of his chest and those green tears I mentioned before, and Starrk gave himself a tattoo on the back of his left hand.
Nnoi, on the other hand, had said we were all pussys, and told Starrk that he wanted his fucking tat on his tongue! I told him there was absolutely no way he would be able to get a tattoo on that freaky ass long tongue of his, but Starrk said he could and would do it, if Nnoi could manage to keep his tongue dry before, during, and after the tat was put on it. Nnoi took up the challenge and it was a disgusting to keep him alive after he did it. We had to steal one of those liquid food thingies from the hospital to feed him through his nose because he refused to risk messing up his tattoo.
Talk about hard core, but it all worked out and pretty soon he could eat and drink like a normal person again, though it did freak him out a little when he realized that he couldn't taste anything anymore. I'm not joking, because most of his tongue is covered in ink now and the rest of his taste buds went numb after the ink settled in, he hasn't been able to taste anything he's put in his mouth since he first got the thing.
Damn, I got side tracked...
Okay, so Starrk Coyote is the oldest out of our brotherly group of friends. He's 23 with brown wavy shoulder-length hair, has a pretty rocking smooth goatee, and naturally tanned skin. His three favorite "modifications" to his uniform are his dusty black leather boots, his sleek silver wolf fur long-sleeved jacket that reaches down to a little past his knees, and a coyote jaw bone necklace. When his eyes are actually open, they're a dull mixture of crayon grey and shadowy lavender and let me tell ya, I know from glaring into those eyes a lot through the course of my life, when I got in trouble, that Starrk isn't just some dumb, lazy push over. He has a lot of wisdom and brain power piled up in his sleepy head and I would bet an arm he can beat you at whatever game you throw at him.
Starrk owns this nice, and I mean really nice, house that the 4 of us all live in only 2 blocks away from the school. I don't honestly know where the hell he got the money for it, but if being a famous tattoo artist known across the country pays as much as Starrk makes it look like it does, I might have to try it out some time.
The reason said awesome house is only two blocks away from this shitty place is because our school doubles as a High School and a College, so instead of using a car to get to school we just get a morning workout every day by walking and it saves gas money. It also works out great for the naturally protective Tattoo Artist who wouldn't want to be away from us too long.
If ya really wanna know, my uniform is pretty much just the classic delinquent type with the whole, shirt not tucked in and my pants sagging around my waist because I fucking refuse to wear a belt and I will not wear a fucking tie. I guess the only 'odd' thing I really have on me, besides my hair, is a black chain earring with a white gold plated gothic number 6 linking to it that's got blue designs accenting it.
We all just sat there for a while, enjoying the peacefulness of the universe around us as clocks ticked by.
Starrk took to laying across me and Nnoi on the couch, his head on the tall one-eyed teen's lap and his legs across mine, which I had straightened those out like Nnoi's at the request of the lazy ass who fell asleep the instant he was comfortable again.
Nnoi brought out his Nintendo 3Ds to play Etrian Odyssey Untold "The Millennium Girl". I've played a few of the Etrian games, but I still couldn't get into it as much as Nnoi does. Nnoi loves the game cause you can design battle strategies and build your own sets for your characters, and re-create the maps of dungeons you go through, et cetera, et cetera and all that other stuff. It helps sharpen up his brain though, so I see the use in it. The tall guy has amazing navigational skills and a pretty smart mind when it comes to fighting, so why should I tell him the game is weird?
Instead of trying to fit his way onto the couch anywhere like Starrk had done, Ulqui made a bid for sitting comfortably on the floor, in-between Nnoi's legs, leaning his head back against the edge of the couch, and read some shitty book called 'Twilight' or something. He was always reading dark and angsty books or watching weird ass T.V shows like "Being Human" and "Teen Wolf", though I did kinda like Nick from "Bitten" and everybody has gotta love "Supernatural", even me. Don't laugh... I'll kick your ass.
We were eventually broken out of this trance when Principal Stillwell, Counselor Carvosky, Coach Jones, and Vice Principal Godwin came rushing out of the Office, obviously making their destination the main entrance and the Gates that are always locked during School Hours.
Godwin D. Fiora paused and swirled around, sighing a frustrated sigh as she looked at us, dark grey, grey lavender, emerald green, and my own cyan blue starring innocently back at the damned woman. Truth be told, we're all kind of fond of her.
She's around the same age as Starrk, 22 I think, and she's got dark smooth chocolate Hershey's colored skin, natural vanilla cream short pretty hair, major curves all over her athletic body, if you know what I mean, and piercing gold eyes that snapped your attention right away from her chest.
She was pretty much the only woman any of us liked, mostly because even though she was the Vice Principal of this school, and was in charge of handing out our punishments, and she had to deal with us all the time, she never really had it out for us. In fact a little after the first month or two of her putting up with us, she started eating lunch with us, joking around with us, and then eventually living with us at our house and selling her old one. Basically she wasn't an overall bitch when we met her, and she turned out to be our 'Sister' figure in no time. That was cause enough for us to be at least a little respectful and protective of her.
"You four again?" she snapped in irritation. Even when she was mad at us, her voice sounded nice and still carried a fondness for her 'Brothers'. If you want to see her get mad at somebody she doesn't like though, just drag some regular old perverted student off the halls and tell him to grope her ass, you watch, that poor kid will be punched through two buildings before he can even gulp.
A resounding, "Hey Nee-chan" cheerfully pouring out of Nnoi's mouth apparently only added onto that irritation. It made a grin plaster onto my face the moment I saw the veins pop on her forehead. Vice Principal Godwin doesn't like us calling her 'Sis' in any variation of the term within the walls of the school building, something about her having enough trouble as it is with getting students and colleagues to respect her without us acting like she was a student herself. I don't see why she wants to make herself look so old, the stiff dreary grey woman's pant-suit, panty hose, heels, and fake glasses aren't doing her any good, she's still one of the most beautiful women in this building, young and pretty, and she fucking wants to look like an old woman? I don't think I'll ever get women... not if they're anything like Sis.
"Honestly, I don't have a problem with you guys spending the majority of your lives on this couch together, but just once I wouldn't mind one of you showing up here for a fucking school award instead of showing up because you're in trouble!" She growled out, her full lips pressed into as thin a line as she could make them.
Nnoi raised his hand eagerly and started making noises like a little excited first grader trying to be picked for something cool. I lifted up a hand of my own to cover my mouth before I could laugh, I already knew what was coming, and I could see Ulqui's eyes shimmering with amusement, Starrk's a mirror of the emo's; even a little twisting of the lazy guy's lips told me he was holding back a smile.
Sis crossed her arms tightly and I could see her eye brow twitching furiously like it wanted to fly off her face. I don't know why, but she decided it would be a good idea to humor Nnoi, "Yes? Mr. Jiruga?" she grounded out between clenched, abnormally sharp teeth. She was required to call all of us Mr. Something during school hours, or at least that's what she told us, but I'm thinking she just does it to make it seem like she doesn't know us during school hours as well as she does outside of school.
"Nee-chan~ I thought good little Teachers weren't supposed to say fuck! You're gonna get in trouble~!" I honestly couldn't hold back the laughter after that, Nnoi had made it sound so much better than what I was expecting and I just about died when Sis snapped and started shouting at him like there was no fucking tomorrow.
"Fiora, hurry!" Principal Stillwell snapped, breaking the said woman out of her long ass lecture about being a smart ass. Sis nodded to her boss standing at the door way leading out to the front of the school and hastily turned back to us.
"Alright, Mr. Coyote, please try to stay awake in class, Mr. Jiruga, stop vandalizing school property, being a smart ass, put on a shirt, yadda yadda, Mr. Cifer, the school would appreciate it if you could actually show up for your mandatory therapy sessions, and Mr. Jaegerjaquez, whatever you did, I don't care so long as it wasn't rape, murder, or vomiting, got it?! Good, now get back to class all of you!" She quickly ordered, her mouth running a mile a minute. She ran outside the school entrance after the Principal and we all blinked.
"Tch, what makes her think I didn't murder anyone?" I growled out. Nnoi busted out laughing and Starrk really couldn't hold back the small lazy smile on his face anymore.
"By the way… Ulqui, since when did you need Mandatory Therapy Sessions?" We all instantly started burning holes into him, even Starrk, and the pale emo blinked, shrugging softly,
"This is the first I have heard of such notions." Thus we felt those nifty little drops of sweat pour down our heads. Ulquiorra could be so oblivious sometimes for someone so alert. I shrugged too, not wanting to move from my position and 'Big Bro' Starrk wouldn't let me anyway, so we just sat there, Nnoi going back to his game, Ulqui back to reading, Starrk back to sleeping peacefully, and me back to telling you every fucking thing that is going on in my life; all is right with our world.
Going back to class would mean another five fucking hours we weren't together anyway, so I was all for Starrk keeping me on that comfy couch that we practically owned by now. Nnoi said his senior prank for College was gonna be to steal this couch so we could sit on it at home, and I told him there was no way Starrk or Fiora would let him, but when he fucking asked, Sis had offered to help and Starrk had peeked open an eye lid and given Nnoi the thumbs up he needed to go right a head and steal the thing one day. It made me laugh so fucking hard.
Ulquiorra perked up from his book, his eyes snapped over to us. "Did another individual, besides me, just hear that ruckus?"
"Come, on Ulqui, couldn't ya just ask us like a normal fucking person? And don't say Ruckus! That shit makes ya sound like some old timer!" Nnoi groaned, looking up from his game. I couldn't help but snicker at Nnoi's teasing and then blowing into the full out laughter as the emo bitch gave him a rather rare glare.
"Yeah, and besides Ulqui, no one ever hears what you do; I swear to god you have the ears of a fucking bat!" I mocked, jumping in on the teasing and flapping my hands behind my ears to make it appear that they were bigger. This also received a glare from the pale younger.
"Very well, I meant did any of you hear that shout? It sounded as if it came from the School Gates?" he suggested. Okay, so there is an explanation for a lot of things, but no one would ever be able to figure out Ulqui's desperate need for adventure. If he heard something strange with those satellites of his, he instantly wanted to investigate. We all sighed,
"Well…" Starrk yawned, "Let's go check it out, yeah?" The lazy male drug himself to his feet, I blinked and hopped up, Nnoi and Ulqui quickly following after, even though mine and Nnoi's legs were like fucking spaghetti noodles at the moment, we still followed because when Starrk, the king of fucking doing nothing, of all people wanted to do something, you did it god damn it, no matter how lame or boring it is to you.
We 'strutted' to the main entrance, which was entirely made of glass and looked out at the school yard. Sure enough, there was something of a "Ruckus". I'm pretty sure we were seeing something that was just a tiny bit stranger than any peculiar strange thing. Just a tiny bit. You see, the image that unfortunately met with our minds was a bloody massacre. The gates to the school were bent, tornopen, and Coach Jones was lying on the ground with what looked like two slightly disfigured, gross guys bent over him, ripping into his flesh and eating it. They looked human, but at the same time they didn't. These, well things, had milky white eyes, a few of there own body parts torn up here and there, gapes that looked like someone had punched holes into their chests, and a lot of fresh blood was all over them, and not just from Coach.
There were more just like them that were running uncontrollably after Fiora and Principal Stillwell as they came running back towards the School building. Mrs. Carvosky had crumbled up on the ground screaming by the school gates as she watched the Coach get eaten.
"Shit, what the fuck is going on?!" Nnoitorra cursed out in shock. The other 'Things' that had been quickly approaching Sis and her colleague launched forward and tackled the portly principal and started ripping and biting into him blood squirting and splattering everywhere. Sis looked back and cried out, but didn't get a chance to stop as a whole group of what looked like 10 or so of those ugly bitches came crawling, running, and snarling through the open gates. Our eyes widened as we watched just a few of them branch off to throw their bodies at Mrs. Carvosky and started ripping into her, the dying screams escaping her lips only serving to attract another 5 or so more of those 'things'.
Starrk instantly opened one of the doors to the building as fast as he could and Sis never stopped running toward us, even as she kicked off her heels to make herself go faster. She made it back in record time and ended up football tackling me because she couldn't stop herself in time while Starrk used his fast reflexes to slam the door shut and lock it as the 'Things' crashed into the glass, banging and pounding on it.
"What the hell is happening?!" Sis gasped out between gulps of air, all our eyes wide and our faces disgusted as we looked out the glass entrance again at the 'Things' as they started getting distracted by the fresh meat that was already out in the yard and decided to join in on it, turning their attention away from trying to get us. I don't know what type of fucking illness did this sort of ungodly shit to someone, or even if it was an illness, but I know one thing... we have to run for our fucking lives.
And right about the time the last of those 'Things' had turned away from us, the fucking school bell decided to ring.
We all held our breaths for a second as screaming and shouts of alarm accompanied the bell when people actually started to take notice to what the hell was going on outside and the loud stomping of feet followed not a millisecond after that. The 'Things' snarled and growled loudly, in-humanly, and quickly ran back to the glass in front of us, the others that had finished eating the Staff out there joining them as they started bashing their heads against the glass, clawing at it, punching at it, even throwing their bodies at it with a new found desperation to get at the people inside and sending spider webs of cracks throughout the glass.
"Run!" Starrk shouted and I scooped up Sis, who had twisted her ankle on the run in, quickly like she was a little kid and her reflexes made her wrap her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, tightly locking them as I did the same by wrapping an arm around her back and the other under her ass to keep her up and not slow me down.
She yelled at us to run for the Office, none of us knew why, and none of us cared, nor did we have the time to care. We bolted for the Office door all the way across the foyer as the first of those 'Things' crashed through the glass and started running after us, the others of it's kind quickly following. I heard Sis scream loudly next to my ear and I knew it was because she was the only one of us that could see them chasing after us, hot on our tail.
"Don't look back! Keep running god dammit!" I shouted to the others in front of us to keep them from slowing down to see why Sis was screaming. Starrk made it to the door first and hastily opened it as Nnoi and Ulqui ran in and Starrk followed, reading to slam a door in the face of those bitches behind us once more to protect his 'Family'. The 'Things' were so close to us now I could practically feel one snapping it's teeth at my neck and that motivated my brain to pump enough adrenaline into my legs to make it possible for me to rush past Starrk right as he slammed the door and we heard the defining click of the lock.
We were all breathing hard; Sis was whimpering and gasping loudly for air. Shit, she's gonna die if she doesn't stop freaking out. I didn't even get a word past my lips to try to calm her down before the already familiar cracking of glass snapped our attention to the large window in front of the Office. According to the Students in the room, they were sitting ducks, and Fiora was too preoccupied with trying to breath to tell us where to go. I honestly thought we were done for as one of the 'Things' outside managed to punch a hole in the glass and wriggle its hand around, clawing and scraping at the glass until it's shoulder made it through.
The only thing that saved our hides in that moment, was the pounding of the ground as students filled the halls, attempting to escape, not realizing what was waiting for them as more of those 'Things' poured into the school through the broken glass entrance. Sure enough, they left us alone and eagerly turned to start attacking the now screaming students and Starrk hurried over to me and Sis, "Fiora listen, you have to calm down, breath through your nose." he instructed her. I was down right impressed with Starrk's ability to keep his voice as calm as possible in this situation but I knew he was doing it to try to calm down Sis too.
She was still gasping for air even after she started calming down a little, and she shook her head when Starrk continued trying to help her and quickly pointed rigidly to a door on the other side of the room. Starrk got the message and as the chaos and screaming only got louder and more destructive behind us we ran over to the door, opened it to a long hallway and slammed the door behind us, locking it as well. We never stopped though, we ran straight for the door at the far end of the hall and Nnoi quickly opened it. We paled as we quickly found that it led into the school halls at the back of the building and therefore, were still connected to the front of the building.
Students and teachers alike were all scrambling, screaming, and running around in the halls, trying to find a way out and they were all using the typical back entrance and starting to clog it up with their bodies. I heard snarls coming from one side of the hall and escalading up stairs as the 'Things' started pouring into this hall, their were twice as many more of them now and it didn't take much to figure out why after seeing the ripped up school uniforms on a lot of them.
Sis quickly tapped my shoulder and pointed to the hall a little ways down to the left of us, the opposite direction of where those things and the other live human beings were going. We all high-tailed it over to that hall, pushing past wriggling human bodies as fast as we could, and made it just in time to run down the empty stretch of building as the 'Things' got distracted with the mass of students clogging up the exit.
Again, we didn't look back and ran for the other hall on the other side of this one, the back hall of the school. We made it through right as we heard the growls that told us we were now being followed and the same growls from the other end of the hall coming from upstairs. Sis pointed towards the first class room we saw, the door open, entirely empty, a Biology Room, and we rushed inside, closing the door again, and Nnoi threw he body against it cursing at the fact that this particular door wouldn't lock.
Fiora didn't stop though, she quickly pointed towards the far left corner of the room that led into the storage closet filled with scientific shit that the teacher need for class like dead sharks for dissection and shit and we ran over there, Nnoi staying to keep the door closed. I was sort of proud at my 'Sister' for being able to calm herself down enough to point us to our escape route as she did so again. There was another door inside the freakishly large storage closet and Ulquiorra tried the handle, "It's locked." he confirmed, letting a small bit of panic into his own voice.
"Nothing's ever fucking locked if you don't want it to be! Starrk take Sis!" I quickly handed Fiora to Stark who let her re-position herself in 'piggy-back' style on his back, as he whispered to her, yet again trying to calm her down. I then threw myself at the door, using all my body weight and the built up muscles from a collection of gym, training, and fighting to bust the lock. The door easily swinging open. "Go!" was all I said and Starrk took Sis outside the school building, Ulqui following not far behind.
I grabbed onto one of the large tanks of dead dog sharks sitting next to my feet and dragged it over to place it in front of the entrance to the closet. I knew the slippery liquid stuff that was filling the tank to keep the dead fish from rotting would at least slow the fuckers down, so I looked up at Nnoi, who was sweating and struggling with keeping the door shut; he saw what I was doing. He nodded and I held up three fingers. I counted the fingers off and Nnoi kicked off from the door to the class room, leaping over desks and chairs to get to me as the 'Things' quickly followed suit, flinging their bodies after him and snarling loudly. He made it to me and hopped over the tank, "Now!" I shouted and we both tipped over the heavy glass thing and all it's contents poured out onto the floor, spreading everywhere. Nnoi saw the exit and ran for it before turning back to grab my shoulder trying to take me with him, I was too mesmerized by what I was seeing though.
The 'Things' had stopped, dead in their tracks, and where backing away from the spreading liquid as it seeped from the tank. Even though they were still chomping their teeth at us they were backing away from the gross stuff that biologists used to keep dead things from rotting until they could conduct their experiments.
I didn't think much more of it as I turned with Nnoi and we ran out the door, joining Starrk and the others before make a run for it across the soccer fields. The 'Things' had made it outside now, and cars where driving away from the school parking lot to the right of us like mad men were in the front seats. None of us stopped for a single thing, but something did attract my attention as we where running.
A Police car had crashed nearby into the stands of the soccer field and it had a large blue bag hanging out of the back trunk; from what I saw of the rifle sticking out of it, that was a bag full of weapons. "Keep going! I'll be right back, don't fucking stop!" I shouted to the others as I veered off in the direction of the car, Nnoi looked at me like I was fucking nuts but kept running anyway. I was glad Starrk was carrying Sis, he was the fastest and strongest out of the five of us and was easily still in the lead when it came to running away from the school.
I ran and grabbed the handles of the bag, slinging the thing over my shoulder before grabbing the pistol on the ground next to the dead officer's body that was hanging halfway out of the wrecked car. I didn't have time to check the chamber, but judging by the weight of it as I picked up the pace again, it had around two shots left in it. I glanced back to see those 'Things' practically covering the building in their crusade for flesh and I looked around to see some of the neighboring houses and buildings were in similar conditions but not as bad since all the 'Things' from those areas had started running towards downtown. Thankfully we were running uptown.
Nnoi slowed just a bit to put himself next to me, I was breathing raggedly from already having carried Sis, and now I was carrying a bag that weighed almost twice as her on my shoulder. Nnoi grabbed the handle and I looked at him, he nodded and I nodded back, letting him sling the bag over his shoulder and we both picked up the pace, catching up with the others.
After a few more minutes of running, we managed to make it to our house; the street was empty. Every living thing on our street was either in their houses with the doors and windows bolted, or had already left in their cars to try to escape the pandemonium.
Ulquiorra fished the keys out of Starrk's pocket when we arrived at our doorstep all panting hard. But Sis was the worst, she was wheezing and gasping for air again. I swear Ulqui opened that front door faster than I had ever seen him open a god damn door in my life, and we piled in, Nnoi throwing the bag on the couch and Quickly went to lock the door again while Starrk set Fiora on the first piece of furniture he saw and turned around, gripping the sides of her face gently to make her focus on him.
The Brunette cursed softly under his breath, "Ulquiorra, go get her spare, now!" he ordered and the pale boy quickly left to do so. Obviously Sis had left her inhaler in her purse at school. I quickly ran upstairs after Ulqui and grabbed any blankets I could find before telling Nnoi to go find the large staple gun in the shed out back in our backyard. He nodded and grabbed the pistol I had set on the coffee table in the living room where the others were at before slowly and quietly making his way out the back sliding door of the kitchen leading out to our backyard.
I saw Ulqui come back down stairs in a rush not 10 seconds after Nnoi left and he gave Fiora her spare inhaler. Starrk had managed to calm her down enough to get her to stop wheezing and she quickly took the medicine dispenser. She lifted it to her mouth and pressed down on the top of it, shoving the canister containing the medicine down into the boot.
Starrk continued to say calming words to her as the medicine started working and Nnoi came back into the house with the staple gun. We lined the few windows at the bottom of the house and the see through screen door that Nnoi had walked through with a few of the sheets I had found in the cupboard of the hallway upstairs, securing them in place across the expanses of glass after making sure they were all locked tight. After that, and only after that, were we able to finally sit down, and take a breather.
When we all calmed down as much as we could, we took turns taking showers in the two separate bathrooms of the house. Nnoi said it was stupid, but I had a feeling that this would probably be the last time we get a chance to really take a shower, so I whacked him upside the head, told him to quit complaining about it, and then went to go have mine.
I hopped out of the shower not 15 minutes after I got in, Fiora still needed one. I walked past her in a towel, which she was used to, and went to my room, careful not to get to close to the window, even though it was covered in black curtains, or make any sudden loud noises. Starrk came and told the ones who weren't showering to start packing up, "And only stuff that you deem absolutely necessary." he added before handing us our huge travel bags that we used for camping or long vacations.
I packed pretty much just the standard things, clothes, deodorant, teeth cleaning products, hair brush, a second pair of combat boots, and a few books for entertainment. It made me chuckle softly for a second. The world was ending, and here I was packing my travel bag like we're going on a Vacation to Hawaii. I threw on a new outfit, a black tank-top, blue jeans, the boots I had been wearing before the shower, my earring of course, and a white hoodie.
I was the first in the living room, Starrk had already packed and changed into a white dressshirt, black stone washed jeans, his wolf fur jacket, and his boots. The jawbone necklace completing the lazy ass's look and I watched him zoom around the kitchen, filling an extra travel bag with canned and boxed foods as well as water bottles and portable packets of things like Kool-Aid, lemonade, and fruit punch so we could flavor the water if we wanted too. He already had another smaller bag of medical supplies stuffed with all of Fiora's extra pressure canisters for her inhaler, bandages of all kinds, bottles of alcohol, a needle and thread for stitching if needed, and a few other things like pills.
Damn its a good thing we ran to the store yesterday.
I went and checked the bag of guns, making sure to set them all on safety and check the ammo. There were 12 guns:
3) .38 revolvers
2) .45 semi-autos
6) 9mm semi-autos
1) Marlin 336XLR
And all of them were filled with ammo.
I knew Starrk would have a field day, he loves guns, especially rifles. There were 20 boxes full of ammo, 2 large boxes of flares, one flare Gun, 7 flashlights, one lantern, 4 bottles of oil for the lantern, 6 boxes of matches to go with the 3 Starrk already had, 2 lighters, and 5 grenades.
Yeah, let me just... separate all of that real quick before we blow up the whole fucking neighborhood.
Nnoi came down and he whistled at the sight of all the stuff that had been in the bag, "Holy Shit... It's a wonder I didn't die on the way over here." he joked, trying to lighten the mood even though his voice was almost as low as a whisper. He was wearing a white wife-beater, purple skinny jeans, his black checker patterned Nikes, hair up, and his white bandana back in place over his left eye. Ulqui wasn't too far behind him, wearing a long sleeved black under armor shirt, green tank top, black skinny jeans, and green sneakers.
Starrk set all the bags in the middle of the floor in the living room, packing the boxes of ammo, flashlights, oil, matches, and lantern in the extra space of his bag, and then put the grenades in the portable safe we never had a use for until now. He threw the guns, lighters, flares and flare gun back into the Police bag right as Sis came back down the stairs, looking clean and refreshed, and nothing like she had earlier.
She was an orange sports bra with black lining, a zip-up sweat jacket that matched her hair color and had red, pink, and brown strips along the sleeves, short jean-shorts that were tattered at the bottoms, and black sneakers. She had the jacket zipped up to just below her large bust and the fake glasses from earlier at the school were no longer in sight.
I'm surprised she managed to keep those things on through all this in the first place.
Starrk had gone and gotten the map out of our car in the garage and had laid it out flat on the table, Ulqui handed him a sharpie and the brunette was soon working with Nnoi to plan an escape route through the upper part of our town out of the city. I nervously sat shaking my leg up and down as I heard the noises from downtown getting a little bit louder, like those 'Things' were getting closer and closer to coming back up town. We definitely couldn't stay here long.
Sis handed me and Starrk two of her three spares of inhalers, just in case, and kept one for herself in her pocket before taking a seat next to me.
Starrk and Nnoi finally figured out a good route that they hoped wouldn't be too over run by chaos and we all grabbed our stuff and moved to the garage where a sexy 2014 Ford F-150 SVT Raptor was waiting for us. Fiora had gotten it for us all at Christmas, and let me pick the paint job. So that was why the Truck was a sleek black color with a blue tattoo style badass jaguar on the hood, shadowy silver jaguar spots leading from the back of the truck and fading out in color to the front wheel and Panthera written in cool print on the back cover over the bed and colored in blue.
Once my pride and joy, now our escape vehicle.
We opened the back cover of the truck and put all our stuff in there before closing it securely again and Starrk had kept one grocery bag full of water bottles, fruit punch powder packets, a bunch of different candy saved up from Halloween last three weeks ago, and a few fruit snacks and gummies for the trip, "This may sound like I'm treating you guys like little kids, but did everyone check to make sure they had everything they needed, and did everyone go to the restroom? Because we are not stopping for anything short of switching drivers when one gets too tired." he asked all of us in a hushed tone. It didn't sound all that stupid to me, it sounded pretty reasonable actually.
Three of us nodded while Nnoitora huffed and walked back inside the house making me and Sis snicker a little and Starrk roll his eyes.
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AN: Okay, so I have just re-written this first chapter and oh my GAWD am I tired! 8,858 words! It's 4:40 am here guys, and this chapter is longer than any fiction I have ever made on this site o.o so not bad, eh? Again, sorry for any mistakes, and I hope you liked it now that it is finally the way I wanted it. I will get started on the second chapter after I've worked a little more on DSBH, so don't worry. And as I mentioned at the top, before the story, I will be showing different characters thoughts' and perspectives… or at least attempting to… not sure how I'm gonna do it, but eh, wtf. XD
Also, I hope you all like my OC Fiora, she is going to be in a lot of fanfics along with my other favorite OC Arcanis Honako who is currently in my K Story: Red String of Fate.
I hope you liked, and please review, I know I'm a shitty author but you could at least tell me that in a review ;)