Author's Note: Hello people. I'm back with another story... I know I know... I never continue my stories. The pitiful reason why is because I'm searching for an idea I could make exciting for the readers without getting stuck with no way out. Hopefully this is it. I've been planning this for 2 weeks now and I hope you enjoy it.

OH! Before I forget.

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CHAPTER 1

Every Zombie Has Their Days

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What ever happened to the zombies? We hardly get any recognition. When people see our kind they run and scream at how ugly we look or laugh at how dumb they believe we are. But, on the other hand, they stare in amazement when they see a hairy werewolf and plea to get bitten by the sexy vampire.

I am Hyuga Hinata and I'm a zombie, which is not an everyday thing for me to say. Its completely odd considering I was born into a family of Yasha. I hardly remember any valuable information from my childhood, making the reason why I'm a zombie in the first place out of my grasp.

Before you question, my intestines are not dragging on the ground as I walk. My lips have not rotted off and turned into a sick blue color. And I do not have a cluster of flies following me where ever I go. Like vampires, we zombies have classifications too. All people who die have the chance to be resurrected by a witch or a wizard. That person then becomes the Z-class zombie people know and run from today. But, like in my case, if the person is resurrected from a necromancer their souls are stolen from other world and is placed in their previous body with not so much as a scratch. That's what is known as a V-class zombie.

Those type of zombie have the strength and speed of a vampire in contrast to the mindless, weak, extremely slow Z-class zombie.

Just recently, my powers had awoken. I don't get random burst of energy or transform into something, but I could make people hallucinate by just getting them to look me in my eyes. I believe its a hunting tool. My limbs usually fall off if I exert them to much or if I don't consume enough blood...Yes its sad yet its true,In order to keep my flesh from rotting away and smelling like week old beef I have to eat living creatures.

Not humans, though..

Imouto says when I do consume human blood I go into a frenzy and I'm extremely hard to control, hence the reason why father is sending me to Seiyuu Academy the school my nii-san, Neji, attends. Seiyuu Academy is a special school for people, how my father would put it, 'like me'. From how Neji nii-san described it, the school is like a huge old stone-built church with thick woods that surround it and go on for miles.

Woods... just the thought of it made me shiver in utter disgust. Though the school is high ranked there are some creepy rumors that go around the city proclaiming that the school has some deal with the local prison ward. When a prisoner gets the death sentence all the officers have to do is set them free...in the schools woods. Apparently when lunch time comes all students who feast on blood could just...well...you know.

But look on the bright side! They have the same plentiful amount of delectable animals running around...

You see Seiyuu Academy is a boarding school which means I have to live in a dorm with a roommate. After I put up a seemingly never ending fight not wanting to leave my family, Neji nii said that its for my own good and that I will come to enjoy the school. He also said he would introduce me to his extremely weird group of friends I've never seen.

Ever.

I'm not afraid of this new school, not at all. You could simply say I'm just a bit nervous, because when I asked my oh-so-loving cousin about the other zombies that would most likely be dragging their lifeless legs around the school campus, he said:

"Nope. There are no other zombies that I know of. You'll probably be the only one to attend Seiyuu Academy in years" I repeated my cousins exact words with a fake enthusiasm laced around them. Hunched over with fake tears streaming down my face and my medium sized suit case dragging on the ground, I walked up the cobble stone path in the woods towards the entrance of my new school and new home.

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