Chapter 1

The End of the World?

A long yawn resounded across the rooftop, a gentle morning breeze drowning out the vocal sound of tiredness, whisking it away, leaving no traces of the plea of sleep. The wind slowly tussled a heap of hair as black as coal that defied the laws of gravity, giving a big middle finger to physics.

Eyes equally as black as the hair that grew from the adolescent's head stared out lifelessly into the city, seeming to search for something, something that would awaken within the youth and re-energise him, give him purpose! Or at least give him a challenge that would last more than a minute.

But alas, nothing jumped out at the teen who was sitting on the edge of the high school building, his feet dangling of the edge, moving in sync with the breeze. His eyes closed as he flopped back first onto the hard surface of the roof, yet it didn't seem to bother him in the slightest.

There he rested as time slowly tickled on by, the odd sound in the distance coming from Tokonosu City intruding upon the boy's sense of hearing. His eyes just barely opening to gaze into the perfectly light blue sky, void of any trace of clouds.

The sound of bell signalling the end of break and the beginning of class rang throughout the high school's grounds. The teen couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips as he gracefully picked himself up from where he had been laying, he picked up his black school jacket which neatly folded besides him and part of the Fujimi Academy uniform. He wore a white shirt with the top two buttons undone and the sleeves of the shirt rolled up to just above his elbow.

While all students had to wear the school uniform which consisted of the already mentioned black jacket with a stand-up collar as well as a pair of black pants, after that you were free to wear what you pleased.

The second year quickly threw his jacket on and made his way to the door, his black dress shoes echoing of the walls as he made his way down the stairs and to his classroom. He arrived a bit late and took his seat near the centre of the class room, closer to the wall than the windows. Most of the class was there, Takashi was missing but then again, he ditched class ever now and again.

The teacher began to list of names to determine who was there, eventually the name of the teen was called out.

"Gohan Son?"

The dark eyed teen raised his hand as he spoke. "Here!" With that the teacher gave a quick tick on his papers where Gohan's name was before calling out the next name and doing the same. It wasn't long before class was under way and they began learning maths, well most where learning, Gohan already knew what was being thought and because of this his mind began to wonder as he recalled what had led up to this moment.

It had been around seven years now since he stumbled into this world and it all started with him getting lost in the hyperbolic time chamber. All he had wanted to do was do a bit of training by himself while his father had slept, he needed to get stronger if he wanted to have any chance at helping save the world from Doctor Gero's ultimate creation Cell.

The half-breed had travelled further into the white abyss than he or his father had ever gone, the further you went in the harsher the conditions became. In the end he lost all sight of where there living area was and couldn't sense Goku at all.

That wasn't even the worst part as the conditions began to get increasingly worse, the gravity becoming too much at one point that he was left crawling along the floor. He didn't know how long he crawled for, the hunger had slowly been eating away at him, though as time passed his hunger faded. He remembered Vegeta saying that a Saiyan could adapt to any condition in order to survive and fight.

In all honesty the demi-saiyan thought he was going to perish in the hell that was nothing but whiteness, but when all hope seemed lost a single structure stood out among the blandness, he thought he had finally made his way back to where he had started, but that wasn't the case.

While it may have looked the same there was no sign that anyone had been here in years, it was completely empty apart from a serious amount of dust that covered everything. An idea came to Gohan's mind, perhaps this was another entrance to the time chamber meaning he finally had found his way home.

He had slowly made his way to the mahogany door, his body and mind tired from his hard a long journey through the white desert. Excitement flooded his body as he finally made it to the door and gave a light push, only to find the door didn't budge, almost as if something was applying pressure from the other side.

With a grunt he pushed with all his might and the door moved slightly, though want came out from the gap surprised Gohan. Water was spilling out from the all-around the door now that the door was ajar, while confused it didn't stop the young half Saiyan from putting more force into the door wanting to simply be free from the white nothingness.

Eventually the half-breed succeeded and found himself in a sea of water when he got out through the door, looking back as the pressure of the water slammed the door shut he could make out the lookout however it was practically buried within the earth under all this water, he didn't have time to dwell on it then and began to swim to the surface with all the energy he had.

He was lucky that a fisherman's boat had been in close proximity when he surfaced from the water, he had been saved and brought back to land, to Tokonosu City. From there he began understanding the situation he was in.

This wasn't his world, while it looked the same and had a similar geography it was named differently. There were no anthropomorphic people, dinosaurs had gone extinct, and ki was not accessible in this world. While still not entirely sure, the best Gohan could come up with was that he was in another dimension like his own that was connected through the hyperbolic time chamber.

For the past seven years he had been living in an orphanage within Tokonosu City, after all he had no living relatives in this place. Over the years he had kept studying and training, keeping mainly to himself, this in turn had led to a rather boring life once he got over the shock of most likely never seeing his family and friends again.

For once in his life he didn't know what to do, after all most of his life had been studying or training for whatever threat was on its way to Earth. He had no real purpose in life, no drive.

Here he was simply wasting his days in school, utterly lost and nothing to achieve, the definition of a stagnant life. He didn't know it yet but soon his boring little life would be flipped upside down and tossed in every single direction known and unknown to man.

The class had been going along smoothly as the teacher droned on about the importance of maths in today's society when the door suddenly burst open, grabbing the attention of everyone in the classroom.

None other than Takashi Komuro stormed in and headed over to where the orange haired Rei sat, telling her to come with him. The teacher made a dry comment about Takashi not being content about missing the whole class, but what came next shocked the students and teacher within the room.

Hisashi was the next to get up "Dude, what are you talking about?"

It was a fare question in Gohan's opinion, after all he did just bust in and tell Rei they had to leave now. "People just got killed by the front gate! No bullshit!"" the brown haired adolescent was completely and utterly serious and it unnerved those in class.

Gohan stretched out his senses as the trio continued their conversation during class, he was thankful he could still sense the life force of those around him, but what he sensed was unpleasant, most of the ki he could sense was gone, it's as if a large portion of the cities populace just disappeared. Though what terrified him was the number of people he could feel dying.

By the time he had done his quick scan of the city, Rei, Hisashi and Takashi had left the class. "Alright students, stay here and I'll be back in a moment!" With that the teacher left the classroom full of worried students, instantaneously after their teacher left chatter among the teenagers began to blossom as they tried to figure out what was going on and if Takashi was telling the truth.

It didn't take too long for his claim to be confirmed as the principle spoke over the intercom. "This announcement is for all students; an emergence situation is taken place inside school grounds. All students will follow their teacher's instructions and evacuate!" It then went dead silent over the intercom.

Gohan could feel the tension rising within the room, fear spiking within every individual. A heavy grunt could be heard as the principal went into panic mood. "Get away from me! GET BACK!" yet again a pause of silence before all hell broke loose as the haunting screams of the principle along with his cries for help before he perished where played loud and clear over speakers that littered the entire school.

Immediately students began to make a mad rush for the doors, as students trampled over students to get to safety from whatever attack the head master of the school. While most where losing their heads Gohan stayed seated, he knew he could do nothing to stop this mass panic and getting squished wasn't part of his plan for the day, so he bided his time and waited until everyone had left.

No one had even batted an eye at him, not that he blamed them, after all he barely knew anyone and hardly anyone knew who he was. The half Saiyan finally left his seat and headed for the hallway, screams where coming from every direction, yet what bothered the boy from another dimension was that it felt like people were getting attacked but he could sense no one attacking them.

Looking out the window onto the school's sports ground told the full story as what he saw sickened him as he saw students being ganged up on by other humans who were sinking their teeth into their flesh. The P.E grounds where quickly being painted in blood.

For the first time in a long time Gohan felt rage, so much life was being lost to creatures that had no ki. He could of swore this was some sick twisted joke. But he knew better, after having to fight at a young age and seeing friends and family die he knew that what he saw before him was the real deal, yet he simply found it hard to believe. The walking dead was among them and most importantly massacring them.

For the first time Gohan was truly alone against this threat, there was no Piccolo to save him if he got into a tight jam or Goku to save him from the clutches of death. Perhaps this is what he had been looking for, something to give him purpose!

Uneven steps came from the hallway to his right, these dead humans making their way towards the hybrid. Gohan threw his jacket to the ground, turning on his heels to face the tree undead students. "Guess it's time to even the odds!" He felt excitement, he would never admit it, but he loved to see those that do wrong suffer, and these zombies, they've been killing left right and centre.

A sadistic smile found its way onto the demi-human's face, he may not be able to access ki, however being half Saiyan made him still a great deal stronger. He lunged towards them engaging in combat.

-Purpose in Dark Times-

Yuuki Miku was absolutely terrified, here she was trapped with Kawamoto a red headed girl with expressive golden-brown eyes that dripped with absolute horror in a corner. Tsunoda a wide build of a teen with most of his hair dyed blonde looked petrified, he was in front of them trying to think of some way out of this predicament.

Leisurely stumbling towards them was a group of four dead human beings, there greyish skin tone and moans scaring the shit out of the tree students before them. "Tsunoda! DO SOMETHING!" the only male of the group looked back at the orange haired beauty who looked like she would die from the sheer fear she was displaying.

He looked back to the walking dead they were almost within reach, he had no weapon to defend himself and if they tried to run through them there was no guarantee any of them would make it past there former classmates.

Just before they were about to scream for their life's a fire extinguisher came flying out of nowhere hitting one of 'them' squarely in the back of the head, the sicking sound of the skull cracking would forever be imprinted within the minds of the adolescents.

From the hallway came a student running, covered in blood. The undead turned around at the sound of feet running along the ground tiled hallway floor, the first of the once live humans got a fist to the face, the sound of the skull caving in, and seeing blood, skin, eyes and brain explode out from the head of the undead nearly caused the tree students to puke, the site was revolting.

The student quick did a spin, bringing his left foot straight into the side of the second zombie's face, the skull caved in in a much more gruesome manner as the force behind the kick was a great deal more powerful compared to the punch, the undead creature was sent skidding to the farthest wall as a trail of blood as organs from the head spewed out in every direction.

The last of the of 'Them' reached out to grab the teen that had killed his already dead comrades only for the student to get a firm grip of his forehead with his right hand, it grabbed at the student's arm, trying to break free with all its might, yet the killer of his undead friends didn't budge an inch.

The tree mortified students while happy to be saved where scared of there saviour, they had saw some of their friends get caught and get treated like rag dolls by the undead, yet here was this one student overpowering the undead creature as if it was like stealing candy from a baby.

But what the saw next but the other two lethal takedowns of the undead to shame. There saviour slowly began to apply pressure to the head of the dead teen, his fingers digging into the skin, the sound of the skull being punctured by his fingers and thumb, blood pumping out as the undead student's eyes began to budge from the increasingly growing pressure. It had stopped moving yet the student continued, crushing the head completely as pieces of its head fell to the ground surrounded by a pool of blood.

Kawamoto couldn't handle the sight and smell before her as she began to throw up her lunch onto the blood-stained floor. Tsunoda fell to the floor, making a small splash in the puddle of blood as he slowly tried to calm himself from what he had just saw and get a grip of himself, after all, he nearly died there.

Yuuki however was taking this the best out of the tree of them, she could of swore she recognised the person that just saved their lives. The spikey hair that screwed the rules of gravity, it just stood out so much, yet the name of the student just wasn't coming to her. However, his display of power showed he could protect them more than the multi-coloured haired Tsunoda. After all he just slaughtered them with his bare hands, she couldn't him go, she needed him.

"Are you three all right?" His voice was composed and calm but full of concern, his face while covered in blood somehow managed to carry warmth within it and their worries. He then began to look each of them over, pointing to the red head first. "Kawamoto?" She gave a small nod, not thrusting her voice after what she had just seen. He then pointed to the only other male. "Your Tsunoda right?"

"Yeah…...That's me!" The schools number one runner confirmed, it was hard to believe that he was the fastest on their track team, epically for his build. There savoir then turned to the last of them, pointing as he did so. "And Yuuki?"

She gave a nod of her head and was about to speak but Tsunoda beat her to the punch. "Sorry but….eh…...Who are you?" He looked kind of hurt at the question being asked. "It's Gohan, we were in the same class last year."

His face remained blank at that statement, Gohan at least thought he would have some idea who he was, after all he did sort of stand out in a crowd. Yuuki jumped towards him, enveloping his arm in a tight hug. "Thank you so much Gohan, without you we would have died!"

Gohan was flustered, this was something new, he never really had been this close to a girl before, taking a better look at her he could tell she was attractive, a hair band kept most of her hair out of her smooth face, a few stray bangs of her light orange hair hung over her face, but her eyes where a stunning golden brown.

"Don't worry about, I just did what anyone would have done in my situation!" The demi Saiyan began to scratch the back of his neck to try and calm his embarrassment, however it just wasn't helping.

"So, what should we do next?" it was Kawamoto who spoke up next, looking at her Gohan could tell she was still terrified from the ordeal she had just gone through, she was shaking. Her red hair stopped midway down her neck and framed her face nicely, her dark brown eyes looked haunted and they would most likely stay that way for some time.

"I say we find somewhere we can barricade ourselves in and wait till this whole thing blows over!" Tsunoda seemed to be brimming with confidence at his idea. Gohan let out a sigh. "That's a bad idea, this disease or whatever you want to call it has probably spread all over the city, with how quick it escalated on school grounds just think how quick it spread outside. So even if we found somewhere to hide from 'them' we would die before anyone found us. After all its just a school, there are much more important places that would need help than a school."

While he didn't mean to dampen their spirits he also didn't want to beat around the bush. The once beaming Tsunoda now looked defeated as his idea was shot down. "What do you think we should do?" Gohan looked down at the girl that was still clinging to his arm, the worry in her voice was clear and her eyes betrayed the emotion of fear.

"Well, I'd recommend we head towards the nurse's office to look for anything that might come in handy later on down the road. After that, we should try and find a way out of this death trap!" They didn't argue as they picked up their belongings and made their way through the halls, never knowing when an infestation of undead would pop up and attack, though the seemed to be in the clear.

As the slowly travelled down along the hall something grabbed their attention, screams. "Let's go!" With that said Gohan sped off towards the sound of the screaming, he could hear the protests from those he had just joined up with, asking him to 'wait up' and 'you'll never make it in time, don't risk it!' However, he couldn't stop, someone was in danger and needed help.

As he came to an opening just outside the faculty room, he saw what caused the commotion, there before him where two students, one by the name of Kohta Hirano if he remembered correctly, a plump teen with glasses who seemed to be using a nail gun to defend himself.

However, the other one, who was about to be pounced on by one of the undead was none other than Saya Takagi, she was slightly on the small side with long pink hair which she kept in two ponytails on either side of her head and some hair that fell over the left side of her face. Her bright orange eyes which always held a sense of purpose and certainty where now filled to the brim with horror and threatening to spill tears, her screams pleading for the zombie to go away.

Gohan felt his rage resurface anew, here was the closest thing to a friend he had and this thing planned to take a bite out of her. Gohan launched himself forward at speeds that would put professional athletes to shame, weaving between the walking dead in his way to get his main target, he firmly gripped the back of the undead who was once a teacher, pulling him away from Saya and slamming him face first into the tiled floor, the sounds of tiles shattering and bones crunching gained the attention of the four remaining undead.

"Go…...Gohan?"

Said demi Saiyan turned to face the pinkette and made his way towards her checking to see if she was hurt, letting out a sigh of relief when he realised she was fine. "Guys watch out they're still coming!" the yell came from Kohta as the two looked at the undead who were nearly upon them, Gohan had been ready to finish the job however before he could three new students intervened, two which looked very familiar, Rei and Takashi, however the third one with the kendo stick and long purple hair he had no idea.

They three made quick work of 'them' leaving the small area free of undead for the time being. Gohan was going to thank them when he felt a tight grip on his blood stained shirt and a pressure on his chest he could hear Saya's sobbing as she hid her face in his chest. He'd never seen her like this, she had always been strong and knew what she was doing and in all honesty, he had no idea what to do, so he settled on patting her genteelly on the back to try and ease her hysteria.

By the time Yuuki, Kawamoto and Tsunoda caught up to him, Saya had managed to compose herself and began to look like her normal self. The group of ten made their way into the faculty room, the door being unlocked by nurse Shizuka, who had arrived with the trio of students that had put down the last few undead.

Now was the time for introductions and making a plan!

A/N: So, a new fic and one I had a great deal of fun writing, I really had no inspiration to write for the past while until I started reading some of Terry Pratchett's work and my god do I love what that man does with words. I hope you enjoy this chapter and any feedback is greatly apricated!