(I must say this is my second story I've started and I already like where it's going. The only thing that belongs to me is the OC John and whomever else I add. All content besides John belongs to their respective owners R&R)
The last thoughts running through his head the day he died were 'Really this is how?' Oh what he would have given to actually die instead of what awaited him. His eyes slowly closed beneath the rivers waters as his lifeless body slowly sunk into the depths. If only he could have gone on t heaven or descended into hell he would have but those weren't for him. Not yet anyways. Slowly the feeling of being encased in water began to vanish the loss of breath he couldn't tell what was happening until.
Snap
A rapping noise brought John back to consciousness shaking his head for a moment and letting out a yawn before scratching at one of his red sideburns he looked up at a pink haired girl with glasses and large breasts. 'wait a moment wasn't I just dead?Well can't look a gift horse in the mouth.' He thought to himself "Yea?" he asked cocking an eyebrow at the pinkett "Jeeze John you baka sleeping in class whats wrong with you lately?" the girl asked him.
'ok now it's getting a wee weird I haven't been to school in four years but I'll run with it.' "Yea yea I'm fine glasses." He said Shaking himself yet again to urge himself into better awareness getting that bad feeling he normally got to varying degrees on a daily basis. Finding himself somewhat suitably awake as the pink haired girl went on about something about being a genius or another he slowly patted himself down looking for his pack of smoke or at least hoping they were still there. "Thank god." he muttered under his breath so that no one could hear him. He' found the smokes where he normally kept them in his right pocket.
Nodding once again to himself he began looking around the room and could only frown and pinch the bridge of his nose feeling the rim of his black glasses as he did so. He definitely knew something bad was going to happen now for intents and purposes it appeared at a glance anyways that he found himself in a Japanese high school classroom. Looking up at the pinkett again John couldn't help but blurt out "Now where am I and who are you again?" he asked trying to gauge just how long he'd supposedly Been there.
Sighing and rolling her eyes she looked down at him and snapped in decent english he noted as well. "You know John for an exchange student your a bit of an airhead at times, It's Saya and we're in Fujima highschool remember? Or are you on something?" She asked critically to which he honestly replied. "Not since I was fifteen Saya." before falling into a hacking fit. He wasn't lying when he said he didn't do drugs but before he drowned and was transported to wherever and whatever the hell this place was he was a chain smoker of the highest caliber and it'd just gotten worse when he turned eighteen.
After recover from his fit John just smiled a little but pushing his glasses back into place and clearing his throat "Well, not drugs anyways." he said. To which she just sighed shaking her head. "Baka you'll ruin your health and your already in probably the worst shape out of everyone except for maybe Hirano." the person in question a rather pudgy and dark skinned kid with glasses just piped up "Your so mean Takagi." which earned a shouted "BAKA!" in a rather easily irritated voice.
Sweat dropping John just sighed and began to rummage through what he assumed were his belongings in the small briefcase next to his desk. And began to mumble to himself "First I manage drowning and now this what next?" in a voice small and soft enough no one could hear. "Ah just what I was looking for." He stated to himself and began to look through the class schedule or what he assumed was one. With that everything began to proceed as a normal school day which John found pleasantly suprising that he could understand and speak Japanese reasonably well. But he couldn't get over the feeling that something horribly wrong was about to happen.
In the middle of some nameless class John suddenly felt the urge he needed to be out of the classroom . He'd tried shaking the feeling but it just wouldn't go away so he raised his hand ut of reflex from when he was in America 'before you drowned you idiot' He silently reminded and scolded himself. The teacher nodded and spoke up "What is it Green-kun?" the man asked which made John scratch his head a moment remembering the anime he'd used to watch. "Uh well sensei I uh needed to use the facilities." He stated mater a factly. Which he did in a way. The teacher just nodded. "Just don't get lost like you did last time." He said. Shaking his head and grumbling to himself the short for American standards American began to walk out of the classroom.
Finding the lavatory was easy easier then coming to terms which he'd still hadn't of dying one moment in a Michigan Stream and then being in a Japanese high school the next. Shaking his head for a moment and letting out a slightly depressed sighed John entered the bathroom and began to do his business lighting a cigarette afterwords menthol he found out pleasantly surprised. "Thank god for small favors." He mumbled to himself cigarette clenched between his teeth.
It was at that moment that the deity in question forsook them all. The P.A system crackled to life. "There is a violent incident on campus all students stay in your classroom and follow your teachers instructions. This is not a drill. I Rep-what do you want Ack What're you do-AAAAHHHHGGG HELP MEE!
The P.A went silent though the chilling sounds of a violent murder sent a chill down the American's spine. "What the..." his next word was drowned out by the sounds of panic the erupted just then. Then instinct took over for the survivalist he quickly began to look for a weapon of some sort as hell broke loose in the hallway just outside of the restroom. "No, no, nyet." he mumbled to himself as he looked around before opening one of the stalls and sighing. "It'll have to do." And too the porcelain cover to a toilet.
Feeling the weight he deemed it adequate and just hoped it wouldn't shatter the first time he used it or he'd find himself quite charitably fubar. Inching his way towards the door he put his ear to it hearing the sounds of carnage just beyond blood curdling screams and sickening splashes. He could only imagine what horror lay beyond the thin barrier which he found himself hoping that none would think to seek refuge there. But it was for naught. As soon as the sounds erupted in that once quiet part of the school they quickly became silent if all be it laced with Groans?
Blinking for a moment he sighed and silently began to push the door open looking left then right holding his breath as he did the entire hallway once pristine and a muted grayish blue color was now he couldn't describe it. Quickly and silently he rushed back into the bathroom trying to regain control of his rebelling stomach for a moment he wanted to cough the next he wanted to gag. But he fought those urges they'd only get him killed now...or worse.
Not for the first time he was questioning the intelligence of using a toilet back as a weapon useful as it may be. Lighting another cigarette and leaving the smoking butt of the one that just left his mouth on the tile of the room. Taking a deep breath inhaling some smoke as he did then exhaling with a cloud of smoke wreathing his head preparing himself for the hell that awaited him he took the plunge into the hallway silently.
Creeping out of the bathroom was easy what awaited him wouldn't be. In the hallway were what looked to be Zombies. Now John wasn't one of those people who would believe anything he saw on t.v but considering what he was going through and what he went through he was beginning to throw such frivolous things such as facts and logic out of the window.
Noting he wasn't caught for the moment he decided he wouldn't try his luck with fighting whatever those fucking things were and began to creep amongst the dead. As silent as could be he went into ninja mode. Or in this case considering he wasn't Japanese Hunter mode. Deep quiet breaths coupled with smoke filled the air around him. In the distance he could hear the horrors were not over yet.
The sound was the thing that got to him the most though that wouldn't be the case in a couple days. His survival instinct had kicked in he found his sense were more acute as his bodies self preservation began to kick in giving him the abilities he would need to survive this horror story. Just thinking of this later he knew he'd either break down and cry or he would laugh hysterically either or right now he didn't care he needed to find and track down those who were apparently familiar with him and work on a plan of survival. After all he wasn't going to use his second chance at life just to end up dead not even a day after the fact and as a Zombie too.
His internal musings where cut short when he heard a scream something that flickered in his head as what he would have imagined would be Saya's voice. He quickly made his way weaving between bodies and Zombies as he did. Encountering a couple more survivors along the way. A girl with dark purple hair and holding a wooden sword and a blond who had breasts that put even Saya's to shame which though he wasn't complaining John found inherently wrong when the Japanese weren't really known for their gifted bodies other then in Manga or anime. Which he would have bet money he had ended up in one if he were a betting man.
As they were talking in Japanese when he ran into them he coughed quietly to get their attention and touched a finger to his lips and pointed down the hall spec ops like. And began to quickly run towards the stairs where he'd originally heard the scream getting that bad feeling yet again. Hearing Hirano's voice pointing out more zed's to Whom he'd assumed was Saya he lost it.
Growling in a voice that only a chain smoker could posses and hefted the toilet back and proceeded to go with a devil may care attitude bashing skulls left and right. Chuckling darkly all the while he couldn't help but laugh and say it. "Skulls for the skull throne blood for the blood god!" if all be it quietly and more to himself than anyone.
Once they'd arrived to the point in the halls where what appeared to be a trophy case was. And his rage now going back down to normal levels after a bout of asskickery accomplished by himself the purple haired girl a redheaded girl and a spiky haired boy the now group of seven found themselves now face to face. With introductions being thrown about now.
The purple haired girl with the sword went over to Johns most familiar pinkett "You know nurse Marikawa don't you? Im Busijima Saeko from 3-A. The Spiky haired boy cleared his throat "Homuro Takashi 2-B the ginger girl just piped up after that going on about how Saeko had apparently won some sort of tournament before introducing herself as Rei miyamoto. And John already knew Hirano if by name only.
Afterwords all eyes went to John who'd found himself leaning against a locker nearby. Twitching for a moment he coughed clearing his throat and fumbling through his pockets looking for his cigarettes. Finding them he put one into his mouth and casually lit it with ease and confidence that said he'd been smoking for a long time. "John Green erm, not rightly sure." He said finally in a accented voice not from his lack of being passably fluent in the language.
But because they all had higher pitched voices then himself. They all frowned when they saw him smoking to which he coughed. "OI Don't be giving me that shite the worlds gone to blazes and you expect me to obey the no smoking indoors fuck a whole lotta that noise." He said just barely stopping himself at the point where he would have revealed that if for some unknown reason he'd been given a second chance at life.
It was then that Saya spoke up. "Whats with you all John-san Excluded acting so friendly?" she asked.
Takashi was next "What are you talking about Takagi?" She blew up "Don't treat me like I'm an Idiot I'm a Genius!" she stood up then covered in blood hell everyone was to varying degree's. "Give me the respect I deserve!" hearing Saya blow up on Takashi brought Rei into the mix. "Allright thats Enough!" She exclaimed. John let out a sigh and brought himself to the fore. " hey hey really guys, this necessary?" he said soothingly. And watched as Saya slowly broke down into tears muttering almost not understandably about how dirty she was. Saeko was their to comfort her as she began to cry.
John just shook his head and let out a sigh silently crossing himself and kissing his thumb. Dropping his now spent cigarette in a pool of drying blood he looked up at the ceiling "Fuck I need a drink." He said to no one in particular.
Minutes later
The group of survivors found themselves in the faculty room. Discussing their next plan of action and getting what little rest they could John first and foremost finding a quiet spot in a corner and closed his eyes as the others talked In hushed tones almost about what was going on. Having decided not to give his thoughts on anything other then getting the fuck out of dodge.
As he sat in his corners thoughts of his home and family. 'Will they be alright, at least they don't have to worry about me. After all why worry about someone who's already dead oh yea that's right.' in spite of himself he began to laugh quietly to himself in a way that no one could tell if he was crying or laughing or both which was exactly what he was doing. For all intents and purposes he'd already died but found himself in that little corner in a highschool faculty lounge surrounded by strangers and zombie thinking about whether or not his family were safe and worrying about him an already dead man.
Hearing him after he'd been silent for so long everyone looked at him concerned Takashi turned and looked at him "Whats so funny foreigner!" Exclaimed John pulling out yet another cigarette no longer caring opened his eyes and wiped the tears away. "This entire situation I'm here wondering about my family when I should be worrying about us all instead." they all just cocked their eyebrows thinking he was mad which had been said in his past life. Lighting his cigarette and taking a long quiet drag off of it. He shrugged. "I come from a family of gun enthusiasts and a military family." he said shrugging. After that John continued smoking his cigarette quietly laughing every now and again to himself about the sheer impossibility of it all while the other six began to discuss the escape amongst themselves.
The t.v Was turned onto the news showing the madness going on across the world the U.S having already fallen to chaos and everywhere else not much better. John found himself standing up with the others watching in mesmeration. At it and could only say "Funny how those end of the world nutjobs had the right of it." He said to himself. Remember how he once saw a hobo holding up a 'The end is nigh' sign.
Takashi turned to look at john "So sure your family isn't worried about you now?" he said to which John shrugged he wasn't going to say anything, yet anyways. "Sighing he just shook his head. "You know doge Takashi? Why don't we all kindly get the fuck out of it?" the american said pointing to the keys. "I do have some experience with driving big rigs. A buss shouldn't prove that hard to drive." He said. Shrugging which earned him the keys tossed to him by Saeko. And the Nurse questioningly looked at him. "But you don't have a license do you?" she asked.
John sighed and walked over to the older women. Locking his green eyes that had and he'd looked gained a glowing aspect to them as if he wore glow in the dark contacts under his glasses. "Come now miss Marikawa, the worlds falling to bits around us and your worried about something as insignificant as a license?" he asked. The nurse just blushed looking away. John stood up and began to pat himself looking to see if he had any other packs of smokes so far unnoticed on his person. Sadly no he did not.
After deciding on how they were going to escape the others began talking about the Zombies characteristics Saya giving out what she called a theory and what John knew was truth. "It seems that they travel by sound alone every other function having died when they did." She said which earned a cough from John which earned him another join look and eyebrows cocked questioningly. He just shrugged it off and cleared his throat. "It's proven, I was in the bathroom when the shitstorm started and ended up traveling through hell before I joined up with you all." he said barely repressing a shudder of the all to recent memory.
Saya just nodded knowing how truthful her foreign friend was. And left it at that they all began to go over the other characteristics which John was beginning to tone out. After all it was just common sense what they were speaking. But then again nothing was common and facts and logic had retreated the building nay the world with it's tail between it's legs like a severely beaten dog.
Several moments, Dead Zombies rescued Survivors and a Buss later.
John Finding himself in the drivers seat of the micro buss cigarette hanging from his lip which didn't surprise anyone any more except for the new arrivals well maybe him being A Exchange student Surprised them more. He pondered to himself 'if only they knew the half of it' He chuckled grimly at this and toned out what was going on behind him strapping himself in knowing it was going to be a bumpy ride.
Looking over the sound system inside of the buss he smiled to himself popping the c.d out and smiling when he caught glimpse of the c.d the c.d had the distinct look of one from five finger death punch. Switching to english John chuckled to himself "Fucking awesome!" he exclaimed before starting the bus and Casually yelling to everyone behind him. "Sittdown an shaddup! 'tis goin te be a bumpy ride boys an girls." He called to everyone. And began to sing along to the lyrics to the song playing.
"I'm growing so disturbed."
"Nothing makes sense to me anymore."
the buss crashed through the gates with a maniacal laugh from the American as he listen reveling in the music focused only on the task at hand and the music.
(And with that I leave you off until next time. Again I say I truly admit having a sick and twisted thrill out of making this Please Read and review and tell me what is missing.)