First Fanfic Ever. Be cool or be cruel. But please review
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Z-Day + 1
Two figures stand atop the roof of a white blood spattered van looking toward a mega-store a couple hundred meters away. Moans of the undead could be heard coming from inside the doors of the store. The parking lot the van was situated in was, surprisingly, empty of Them.
The first figure has the stature of a teenager a slightly muscular build and is dressed in black loose jeans and tennis shoes, a midnight blue t-shirt, and a black halfway zipped hoodie with the hood up, all of which are covered with blotches of dried blood. He has a katana slung behind his back with the handle behind his right shoulder blade and a wakizashi slung from the left side of his waist. The figure has the stature of a teenage boy, not quite a "man" yet. At his side lays a dark green duffel bag, also randomly spattered with blotches of blood. The only visible facial feature is the teen's mouth as the hood blocks his eyes and the bridge of his nose. One can only really take note of his fair skin tone, along with a spot of white skin the size of a dime on his left chin.
The second figure is dressed in a white- if you could call it that anymore- polo shirt and tennis shoes, blue jeans, and with a royal blue hoodie draped across his shoulders. This figure has the size of a child, possibly seven or eight years old. Laying at his side is a bright blue backpack, complete with an owner's nametag and a side compartment for a water bottle. The child seems traumatized as he carries no weapons despite there being several alongside him atop of the van. He has his left arm wrapped around a red dinosaur push doll which is held tightly against his chest. His other arm goes to a silver locket hanging from his neck. The boy has jet black hair, fair skin, hazel eyes, and a button nose. His eyes are unblinking as he stares at the mega-store.
The teen turns to the boy, and kneels down, puts his hands on the boy's shoulders, and looks him in the eyes.
"I'll only be gone to get some water for us, ok?", he says to the boy. The boy remains silent.
"Why can't I go with you?", the boy asks.
"Because it's safer out here on top of the van. Besides there are none of Them outside, and we know for sure that They are inside the store. Can't you hear their moans?". At the mention of Them the boy sat down and curled his knees up to his chest, squeezing the plush dinosaur up against him even harder. "And also, I need you to take of Rex and Mom and Dad.", said the teen smiling as he referred to the plush dinosaur and the locket hanging from the boy's neck.
At this the boy looked down at the locket and back at the teen with a smile. "Okay.", he replied.
"Alright.", says the teen. "Do you remember how to use one of these?" he asks as he hands the boy a handgun.
"Uh huh"
"Show me" The boy pulled back the slide, dropped the magazine, and emptied the round in the chamber with some difficulty. The he continued to load the round back into the magazine and put the magazine back inside the handgun, and pull the slide forward with a satisfying click. "Dad taught you well." said the teen with a proud smile. "Only shoot if one of Them gets near ok? Remember, they're attracted to sound so stay as quiet as possible. I'll coming running out as soon as I hear the first gunshot." The teen proceeded to put on a pair of black fingerless gloves, elbow and kneepads. "I'll be as quick as I can." the teen said as he hoisted a black duffel bag across his left shoulder. With that the teen jumped down from the van's roof as quietly as he could, only making a soft thud on the pavement, and walked stealthily to the mega-store's entrance.
The boy just stared after him and continued to check his surroundings with the handgun in both hands. The doll laid beside him and the locket tucked inside his shirt.
'Be careful Raijin', thought the little one.
Inside the Mega-store
'Rai, Rai, Rai. Just what the heck is going on? How are you going to protect your little brother?', the teen mentally asked himself as he ducked between the aisles, evading Them at all costs. Thank the man above that the lights were still on, that way he could at least see his surroundings. The top priority on his list right now was getting water.
'Aww shit!', Raijin mentally cursed as he saw a group of seven undead in the aisle right next to the bottled water. 'If I fight them I run the risk of the noise attracting even more towards me-ah perfect', he thought as his gaze came upon a toy robot that was on the shelf he was leaning on. Probably left there by some child and forgotten whilst shopping with their parents. He grabbed the toy checked for speaker holes, and found some on its back. Even better, the toy had treads on it's feet and a button which seemed to activate it. Cautiously, Raijin set it down pointing away from the group of undead and pressed the button. Immediately, the toy let out a high pitched siren from it's back and made its way toward another aisle. The undead in the nearby vicinity slowly but surely made their way towards the toy, draw by the noise. Raijin merely walked through them, barely missing some by a few centimeters.
Finally at the bottled water on the shelf, Raijin began to fit as many bottles as he could taking care not to make much noise. After filling the duffel bag up with around fifty water bottles, he slung it over his left shoulder and leaned down to take a gallon of water in each hand, and made his way toward the exit. No gunshots had been fired, so everything seemed to be okay on the outside.
Back Outside
The boy atop the van looked at his surroundings. The parking lot was empty, not a living, or undead, thing in sight. It seemed that all the people and Them seemed to be making their way to the bridges, the sources of the loudest noise in the area. He turned to see his brother walking away from the mega-store's doors and toward the van. His brother slid the van's side door open and settled the duffel bag next to the supplies they had salvaged from their grandparents' home that very morning, right next to the guns they had managed to acquire from a few patrol cars full of dead policemen the night before. It was hard to believe that it had only been one day since everything was normal.
Z-Day: Hours before the Outbreak
Raijin was sitting at home, having decided to not go to his new school, Fujimi Academy. Reasons why? Just because he didn't feel like dealing with being the new kid that day, so he would not arrive there until all classes were over with. Therefore, avoiding that day's classes. Being a new kid is hard enough, but being the son of a Japanese woman and an American man was even harder. His mother had run away with a U.S. Marine stationed at the nearby base once his service was done. Rai didn't know the exact details of how his parents met, but what he did know was that both sets of grandparents strongly disagreed with their parents' marriage.
For his mother's parents, the thought of losing their only child who had a lot going for her to an American grunt-as they saw his father-was a severe blow to their trust in her judgment. Their daughter was supposed to get married after graduate school to a wealthy lawyer or doctor and have a family, not run off with some foreign soldier. What especially irked them was the fact that this soldier was an American. His mother's father had fought in the Pacific War against the Americans and her mother lost nearly all of the men in her family in that war. So both had gained a deep resentment against any American soldiers.
His father's parents had also assumed that their son would come back from the Marine Corps a successful man ready to start a family. And he did, they just didn't expect him to come back married and expecting a child, even less so with a Japanese woman who couldn't properly speak English. They expected their son to come back and find a nice American girl and start a family. Both parties were surprised and resentful towards their children's chosen spouses. As a result, both sets of grandparents sadly discriminated the couple as well as the children which were born from it.
Raijin was named by his mother, and Masaaki-his younger brother-was named by their father. Raijin being named after the god of thunder, and Masaaki meaning Brightness. Somewhat matching names. The brothers were living with their parents in Northern California. Their mother having gained a career as a doctor and their father as an engineer who periodically went to offshore oil drills. Everything went fine until about a month ago.
Their parents had gone out for a night on the town. Nothing out of the ordinary, it started raining while they were out, nothing unusual in the Bay Area. The couple was on their way back home in their sedan when a truck that was behind them lost control on the slippery pavement and could not stop in time. Some punk who had taken his parents' truck for a joyride with some friends cut the Snyder family in half.
After the funeral was over Raijin and Masaaki didn't have a place to go. Raijin was and is 17, Masaaki only 7. They went to their father's family for a bit until the government could figure out where to send the brothers. Their father's family wanted nothing to do with them, they were a living reminder that their son didn't follow the path that they had set out for him. So after around three weeks living with the Snyder's, the boys were sent to Japan to live in Tokonosu, their mother's hometown.
After arriving, their grandparents quickly received them as their grandchildren, though they did so coldly. Raijin even had the door shut in his face when he was carrying his luggage as to get the point across that they were not welcome. He felt no pity when he was forced to kill his grandparents when they turned into Them.
As Fujimi Academy was a boarding school, Raijin had to pack bags of clothes to wear while he lived there. Only going back to his grandparents on the weekends seemed bearable, seeing as how they despised his brother and himself. So in order to ditch his first day of classes, Raijin simply stayed home after walking Masaaki to school. His bags were by the back door so he could leave in a hurry when his grandparents came back from their respective jobs so as to avoid their glares.
When his grandparents came home they did not even acknowledge his presence. No greeting, not even a glare. Just as Raijin was going to leave for Fujimi Academy, he glanced at the clock and saw that it was time for Masaaki to leave school. He decided that picking him up would be a nice surprise seeing as how he wouldn't see him again until the weekend came along. So off he went.
Picking up Masaaki went without incident. Raijin was greeted with a hug from his younger brother, his only true family. Masaaki had a grin on his face the whole way home. That changed as soon as they arrived at their neighborhood.
The walls were smeared with blood and a few cars were on fire. Bodies littered the floor, all seemed to have been bitten by animals. The brothers stayed quiet as they sneaked through the mess. Raijin was scared shitless but he didn't want Masaaki to panic so he told him it was all a joke played on by their grandparents. Masaaki was so naïve sometimes, but then again he was a child.
The boys made arrived at their house only to find the door broken down.
"Maybe the police came or something" said Raijin to himself as he saw the signs of a struggle. Blood, broken glass, and even a few shotgun shells. 'Weird', he thought.
"Grandpa!", called out Masaaki. And there was no response.
"Oh well, looks like I'm staying until they are released from prison or something. Can't exactly leave you by yourself now can I?", said Raijin ruffling his little brother's hair. Masaaki smiled cheerfully. Then he looked behind Raijin.
"Hey look! It's grandpa and grandma!", said Masaaki with a grin, oblivious to their current state. At this Raijin turned around and knew something was very wrong. Their grandparents were bleeding profusely from their necks were they seemed to have the bite marks the other bodies along the way home had. Their skin was a dark grey, and their eyes were rolled back into their heads. They didn't even speak or walk right, they moaned as they shuffled towards them.
'Something's not right with them' thought Raijin.
Raijin had to bash his grandparent's heads with a table leg when they tried to bite him and his brother. Rai quickly deduced that if his grandparents had turned into those Things, then everyone else they saw laying dead on the road would turn as well. Their front door was broken off of its hinges and there wasn't enough furniture to barricade it. So Rai did the logical thing. He took the van keys from the wall hook and backed up the van into the doorway. When he got out to open the van's back doors he saw the bodies along the street start to rise. His eyes widened.
"No way!", he shouted and the bodies that were already shuffling around started walking towards him. "Shit!".
Killing two of them was one thing, killing twenty or so in and enclosed space with noting but a table leg was suicide. "Masaaki! Get in the van!", Rai shouted. Masaaki, sensing that something was wrong, got into the back with his doll without so much as a word or complaint. Rai immediately started emptying the cabinets of everything that was edible. Canned goods, loaves of bread, instant soups, fruits, anything that could be eaten. He somehow knew that this thing was going to last and that they themselves would be on the run. After throwing the food into the back he saw Their shadows on the other side of the doors of the van. It was a good thing he backed up the van to their doorway leaving only enough space to open the back doors and nothing else.
After dumping the food, Raijin went to the swords his grandfather had on the wall. As he was about to pull them out of their sheaths, he prayed that they were not just ornaments, that they were actual swords. They seemed to be two katanas and two wakizashi They were! 'Great! Now I have weapons!', he mentally thanked the heavens for the gift of a weapon in a time of need. Then he dumped his and his brother's luggage, still packed, into the van, closed the back doors, and got into the driver's seat.
"Hold on Masaaki!", Rai told his brother. Masaaki didn't say a word he just buckled up in the center row of seats. With that Rai hit the gas and the van took off, taking a few undead out.
Z-Day 11:19 p.m.
After driving around all day, the boys stopped by the river but away from the bridges. The bridges were the source of a lot of noise and Raijin had deduced that They were attracted to noise. So he parked the van right by Onbetsu Bridge seeing as that was the only bridge which seemed to be devoid of all forms of noise. Before parking there Rai had stopped to strip a few mangled riot police of their weapons. He now had a pump-action shotgun with 40 or so extra shells (these had been taken from the vest of the riot police), a 9mm handgun with two full magazines not counting the one already in place, and a big revolver with around fifty slugs in a box. Rai suspected that last one was a magnum but he wasn't in any hurry to fire it as it would attract Them.
The boys slept on the van's floor and used their luggage as pillows and their hoodies as blankets. When morning came Raijin decided it would be in their best interest to secure more food, but more importantly bottled water, and off they drove to the nearest mega-store.
Z-Day + 1, after securing water from the mega-store
Rai had also grabbed a map of Japan from the mega-store and turned the pages until he found Tokonosu City. It was through sheer luck that he had arrived at the river and the bridges last night. A map would definitely help him navigate their way around the city. Their destination? Who knew? But if they heard of a safe haven, they would locate it on the map and head there. Rai took off his elbow and kneepads when he got in the driver's seat and started driving back.
Rai was driving back to Onbetsu Bridge after the little trip to the mega-store. He was nearing the bridge along the river's edge when he saw a group of four people surrounded by Them on the bridge.
'Well, seems as good a time as any to make some friends.', he thought as he sped towards a particularly dense mob of Them on the bridge. "Hang on!", Raijin shouted to his brother in the back seat. The van shook as it hit Them, running over a good number of the beasts, each making a thud. "Come with me Masaaki!", Raijin told his brother as he took the revolver and stuffed it in his hoodie's pocket. Masaaki had the 9mm in his hands and his dinosaur in his backpack.
Raijin unsheathed both his katana and wakizashi and began to clear a path through Them to get to the survivors. Masaaki stayed close behind. It was a good thing that the remaining undead were focused of on the whimpering of the two women near the side of the bridge. One had pink hair tied into long pigtails, wore glasses and seemed to wear a school uniform. She looked around 16. The other woman-who looked to be in her 20s-had long blonde hair, wore a long torn skirt, a white blouse, and carried what seemed to be a med kit. One other thing, this woman had enormous breasts! Rai couldn't help but notice that in all the chaos, he was a healthy young male after all.
As soon as he cut and slashed his way through to the survivors he told Masaaki to head over with the pair of women and shoot anything that got too close. Masaaki simply gave a curt nod and ran towards the women. He couldn't help but notice how far his innocent kid brother had gone from being just that to being cold and silent. But he couldn't dwell on that thought pattern for long as several undead surrounded the group. Raijin then aligned himself with the two other survivors. A purple haired swordswoman that appeared to be his age and a chubby guy wielding a- was that a nail gun with a wooden stock? He seemed to be a year younger than Raijin. Both looked surprised at their arrival, but then who wouldn't be? They had just witnessed a van drive over half of the undead they were fighting. Then out of the back came a teen their age dual wielding a katana and a wakizashi followed by a child holding a gun in his hands. But none of the survivors said a word, they were too busy fighting the undead that were left to waste oxygen on newcomers.
Noticing the swordswoman was using a bokken, Rai sheathed his katana and tossed it to her who gracefully caught it. She nodded her thanks and continued to mutilate the undead around her. Rai then turned to see the chubby guy backing away from Them with his nail gun on the floor. 'Must be out!'
"Here, catch!", Rai yelled as he tossed him the revolver. Upon catching it a psychotic expression appeared on the boy's face and he immediately dispatched the six undead around him, each falling to the floor with a hole between its eyes. Six shots fired, six of Them with most of their craniums missing. 'Whoa! Crazy aim!' thought Rai as he took out the four undead left to him, stabbing three in their heads and beheading the last. After that it seemed like the coast was clear. And that's when a motorcycle jumped onto the bridge, on it were a boy and a girl. They seemed surprised to see everything relatively okay.
The boy looked the same age as the chubby guy, he even wore the same attire, just with a red shirt underneath the jacket. He had black hair. The girl had brown hair and wore the same uniform as the other two girls. She wielded a mop like a staff and seemed Raijin's age.
"How is everyone?", the guy from the bike asked the group.
"We're just fine thanks to that guy and the weapons he gave us", said the pink haired girl, pointing to Raijin.
The bike guy turned to Raijin and bowed. "Thank you for helping my friends….", he said.
"Oh! Raijin. Raijin Snyder.", replied Rai. "That's my brother, Masaaki Snyder.", he said gesturing towards Masaaki who was in between the pinkette and the blonde.
"Well, Raijin. Thank you, I'm Takashi Komuro", said Takashi extending his hand.
Rai shook it, "Nice to meet you,"
"I'm Rei Miyamoto", said the staff wielding orange haired girl with a sweet smile
"Saeko Busujima, Thanks for the helping hand or sword.", replied the swordswoman with a smile and a nod.
"I'm Shizuka Marikawa. It's a pleasure to meet you."' greeted the blonde woman, the only person taller than him out of all of them.
"Saya Takagi, thank you for helping us.", said the pink haired girl with a polite smile.
"I'm Kohta Hirano. This is a Smith & Wesson Model 500! It's a fucking magnum! Where did you get this gun!", asked the chubby boy excitedly like a child with a new toy. This elicited a chuckle from Raijin. There was no way this was the same kid who turned psycho when he first got the gun.
"If you must know, I borrowed it from a dead officer.", replied Raijin with a light smile. "Oh I'm sorry for not removing my hood, forgot I had it on hehe." chuckled Raijin. He took it off revealing his dark green eyes, black hair slightly longer than Takashi's with bangs parted right and partially covered his right eye. The hair covering his right eye was silver white. He also had a patch of white skin on his left chin, marring the otherwise fair skin.
The group stared at Raijin as if studying him. Raijin's appearance usually got him that result. The boys were the first to look away, followed by Saya, Rei, and Saeko. However, Shizuka kept staring.
"Why didn't you dye your hair blonde? That what most teens do nowadays.", She asked as the other members face-palmed. Leave it to the ditzy nurse to question a newcomer's fashion sense when the world is ending.
"My hair's not dyed.", replied Raijin with a light smile. "I was born this way, it's always been like this. Just like this skin right here." He continued pointing towards the white skin on his chin.
"Ah, Vitiligo right?", asked Saya while adjusting her glasses.
"Yup, just these two patches, only I inherited it though, Masaaki is the same color all around." joked Raijin signaling toward his quiet brother who just smiled a cheerful smile. Rai noted this was the first time he had smiled a real smile since yesterday afternoon when he picked him up from school.
"I don't mean to be rude, but do you have some sort of shelter we can use? It's just that the sun is setting in an hour or so and we have no where to go.", stated Saya.
"Well, we slept in the van last night, if we all go it'll be a tight squeeze, but we can go to a house around here in it. Saves the trouble of fighting Them. And we'd like to join your little group if you would allow my brother and I", said Raijin.
"Sure." answered Takashi after looking at Rei and seeing no signs of distrust.
"Thank you." said Raijin and Masaaki as they both bowed in gratitude.
Raijin motioned the group to follow him as he walked to van.
"Oh I know where we can go! My friend lives not too far from here and left me a spare key to look after the place. I'm sure we could all sleep there.", said Shizuka all of a sudden.
"Great! Ms. Marikawa and I will scout ahead. Do you mind taking the rest of the group in your van?", asked Takashi.
"No problem.", replied Raijin. "Pile in". Kota got in the very back row with Saya. Poor Saya looked annoyed as soon as Kohta exclaimed about the shotgun and the extra ammunition.
"Is this a Remington Model 870?"
Rei got in the middle row with Masaaki, holding him close, Masaaki grinning like there was nothing wrong with the world outside. 'Good.', thought Rai, 'I don't want to lose his inner child so young.'. Rei seemed like she would take like an older sister to him. And Saeko got in the passenger seat next to Raijin.
"Where should I put your sword?", she asked
"Keep it, it's yours. You seem to be able to use it better than I can. Besides I have another katana in the back. And I believe it works better than your bokken.", answered Raijin.
"I can't accept it."
"Go ahead, I want you to take it, if not for yourself then at least to protect the group.", said Raijin looking at Masaaki in the rear view mirror.
"Thank you for this gift." Saeko replied with a smile, understanding why he wanted her to keep it. It was so she could better protect the group but more importantly, his younger brother. She blushed at the confidence he had in her skills, despite having only met her around a half hour ago.
"No problem."
The drive to Shizuka's friend's place was uneventful. Rai kept the van a hundred meters behind the motorcycle at all times. A good distance to stop safely and not too far to be of assistance if They suddenly appeared. The group arrived when the sun had set and everybody was out of the van lined up. They were surprised to see a humvee in the home's parking space.
"A fucking humvee!" exclaimed Kohta. Rai mentally noted his knowledge about firearms and army equipment. This guy was a military and gun otaku behind his nerdy appearance.
The pinkette seemed to be a thinker, seeing as how she thought of looking for a place to spend the night when everyone else was distracted by his arrival. The blonde woman seemed to be a sort of nurse because of her med kit. Rai couldn't tell if Rei was anything other than a warrior noted by her carrying a mop minus the head like a staff. Who knew if she was as deadly with it as Saeko was with a katana or bokken. Saeko herself seemed like a samurai wielding her weapon with expertise and also in her form of dress. She didn't show off as much skin as the other girls.
Only Takashi was left. He seemed to be the leader of this little group Raijin and Masaaki had been welcomed into. How did Raijin come to the conclusion? Everybody else did as he said so far, sure Saya had been the one who decided to look for a sanctuary, but nobody started mobilizing until Takashi said so. Also, the way he was the one to welcome them into their group. Yup, Takashi was definitely the leader whether he realized it yet or not.
Rai was awoken out of his train of thought when he heard Their all-too-familiar moans coming from inside the fence of the house. Several undead appeared from inside the fence and were shuffling towards them.
"Hey, I need you to stay here with Saya and Shizuka", said Raijin to Masaaki seeing as how Saeko, Rei, and Kohta were readying their weapons.
"Sure Big Brother.", replied Masaaki in a slightly worried tone.
"Don't worry, everything will be alright. We just need to clear out this place so we can spend the night here.", Rai reassured his brother.
"Ok!" was the reply with a cheerful grin
'Good. He's acting more like a kid again despite the circumstances.' Rai smiled, then turned and got beside Takashi and Rei unsheathing his swords. Saeko already had her katana out, Kohta used his nail gun. He had found some extra "ammo" inside the bag that Saya held, it was a good thing too since a shotgun blast would only attract more of Them, while the nail gun only made a bit of noise. Rei hold the mop like a staff.
"Komuro, is this okay?' said Saya as she handed Takashi a crowbar from her bag.
"Yeah, it's fine. Stay Back." he said with a steely look.
"There are already some behind the fence. We have no choice but to get rid of Them." Saeko said coolly.
"Well what are we waiting for?", said Raijin with a grim smile brandishing his swords.
"Let's go!", Shouted Takashi. And with that Takashi, Saeko, Raijin, Kohta, and Rei raced through the fence to clear out the house while Saya, Masaaki, and Shizuka watched from inside the van.
There's Chapter 1. So what did you think? Good or Bad? Continue or Abandon the story? Leave your thoughts in a review.
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