Otonashi walked around the campus like he usually did. Ever since all of his friends and loved ones passed on, nothing was the same. Nothing was exciting anymore. At least, nothing was exciting until he walked around one day.
Otonashi got a can of his favorite key coffee before roaming around the track field and watched the NPCs run laps. It really brought back memories from his old life in high school.
He continued his walk down a flight of stairs nearby. Otonashi spent most of his time here, thinking about how Kanade was, or where she was for that matter.
Otonashi continued his walk down by the river where he practiced fishing. It gave him comfort – and food. He grabbed his fishing rod that he kept behind a tree and made a line. Yuzuru sat on a big rock close to the river and swung the rod forward.
For a while, there was silence, except for the sound of rushing water. There weren't many fish that swam around, so Otonashi positioned the rod properly against his rock. He put his hands behind his head and leaned back, gazing at the blue sky.
He closed his eyes and remembered the time the battlefront and Kanade fished here. The redhead sighed and nearly fell asleep, but a tug on the line kept him awake.
Otonashi shot up and grabbed the pole from its place and started to reel in his prey. It was really heavy and he was sure the line would break any second now. He spun the reel as fast as he could, but the line broke. He felt a little upset, but whatever it was, was close enough to see.
If Otonashi still had his heart, it would have sank. In the river wasn't a fish, but a bloody body.
Otonashi took off his uniform's jacket and jumped in the river. He grabbed the body by the arm and pulled it towards him. He picked it up bridal style and set it next to the river.
While Otonashi got out, he got a better look at the body. It looked like a boy with wet brown hair that stuck to his lifeless face. His uniform was torn and there were cuts all over his body.
The skilled redhead knew this wasn't a normal death. He began to wonder if this was how some of his friends came to the afterlife. It was gruesome.
Yuzuru laid his dry jacket on the boy and walked upstream. There may have been a chance there were more people like this.
Otonashi was prepared for a few more bodies, but he wasn't prepared for the amount that he saw.
Author's Note
Hello everybody~! This is my 3rd Angel Beats! fanfic (at least I think its the third now) and I really hope it turns out great. I know the first chapter is short, but I kinda wanted to show you what Otonashi has been up to before the main story and after where the anime ended. Each chapter will have a different main character. You'll understand why later. ^_^ Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I hope you will enjoy this series. ^_^
Until next time, sayonara~!