CHAPTER ONE
Ghost Town
A/N: First of this is based on the 1995 Americanmedicaldisaster filmdirected byWolfgang Petersen.
This is like my attempt to fight off my severe cases of 'lazy-to-write-itis' and 'writer's-block-ritis'…also a first of my attempt at a multi-chapter story but I promise to make things interesting and somewhat correct writing approach? Hehe..but I am VERY WELCOME TO CRITICISMS good or bad :D!
This chappie is for clockworks76 my awesomesauce reviewer for my original outbreak story!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own NARUTO…and the plot of this story coz the amazing credits go to MASASHI KISHIMOTO aaaaaand WOLFGANG PETERSEN AND CO!
DRUMROLL PLEASE…
July, 1989
Zaire, Motaba Valley Tea Country; 7 miles South from Otogakure; 8:00AM
The place looks like a huge landmine.
Dead bodies laid in a chaotic manner whilst their comrades fought with their own sweat and blood for a small yet sincere piece of justice.
The smell of rotting corpses and blood is thick amidst the fear and dust caused by the raging war of Tea and Konoha armies against the invading Oto troupes.
However, in the midst of the horrible havoc lies a horrifying phenomenon much bigger than the war and any kind of war there is and has been.
People are suffering, children are dying. The whole scene looks like a typical war scenario of villagers but it's not. This war is far from who has the biggest and meanest explosives..no. This is a war of people in the brink of death; a war where little to none had ever survived. It's a survival of the fittest of sorts.
The once peaceful Motaba River Valley is now suffering from an epidemic deadlier than the ebola virus and anything humanity has ever seen or heard.
Thump Thump.
A tall dark form clad in the Konoha army uniform descended the C-17 Globemaster III but not before getting in a bio-safety suit; a yellow suit covering the whole body with only the face seen through the transparent plastic acting as a mask of sorts.
If it were any scenario, said wearer would have chuckled at how close to an elephant he looks, unfortunately that is not the case here. If seen closely he undeniably has white unruly hair and a black mask covering most of his face, but the most intriguing on his facial features was the unmistakable scar running across his left eye…surrounding his lone and mysterious red iris. This man is the Commander of the Konohagakure Army Medical Research Institute of Infectious Diseases (KAMRIID), General Hatake Kakashi.
"General!" said a skinny 50 year-old Tea country doctor whose clothes are mostly covered with blood. He was waving to the General with a grim face. Said General waved back with a smile of regret and approached the man.
"I am glad you came here. Our village is in dire need of help."
"We are going to help out as much as we can. Status."
"Men wounded in battle we can deal with. But this strange disease…" the sighed.
The group began walking towards the infirmary where living villagers are being treated. The walk there was terrible. They went through a path surrounded by decaying villagers and burnt human forms. It seems like the people of Motaba desperately tried to lessen the effect of the epidemic by getting rid of the corpse of fellow villagers.
"Thirty men dead yeaterday. Eighteen the day before. We need supplies, plasma, penicillin." He darted off.
"We'll get you what you need doctor-" General Hatake was cut off from his conversation with the good physician due to a sudden yank on his left gloved hand.
"Unngah..y-you're from K-konoha *cough* I-I'm from there too! O-onegai g-get me out from this shithole," pleaded an infected soldier. He has blood and puss gushing out of the welts littered on every visible part of his body- his face, his arms. Just looking at him makes the General weak on his knees, but of course he can't afford to show weakness now. Not in front of the people who looks up on him.
So he knelt beside the patient instead and muttered soothing words.
"Buddy that's what we're here for. We're gonna take you home."
Kakashi motioned for his subordinate, "But first we're gonna take a little blood sample alright?"
Heavy breathing.
"G-nngah, huh-hugkaaaah…I'm gonna die right?" the soldier asked, fear clouding his eyes.
Kakashi's brows creased. "No you're not gonna die," he told him gently.
But the soldier was restless.
"T-tell my girl I love her alright?"
"No I'm not gonna tell her, you're gonna tell her yourself, alright?" Kakashi added while his subordinate finished gathering blood samples from said patient.
The whole scene actually makes the Texas Chainsaw Massacre look like a tasty appetizer!
"This is what's left of our kind." The village medic broke the eerie silence and was on the verge of tears. Hatake looked around and saw his group of medics, clad in the same suit he was in, was already collecting samples of blood from other patients. They were gonna need everything there is here for testing and maybe even for the probable antidote.
The doctor led them once again to a burial site, or something since a tarp was covering a bunch of stuff whose sides are composed of different sizes of limbs.
"The soldiers inside are in the early stages of the disease. By tomorrow night they will look like this-"
The doctor pulled off the tarp to reveal the horrors that lies within the disease. So it is indeed a burial. Well if you can call a bunch of bodies pile messily inside a small box made of bamboo trees a burial then it's legit.
"Kami-sama."
To say Kakashi was flabbergasted was an understatement of the year. He was absolutely horrified!
"I-I'll authorize an immediate airdrop doctor."
After an hour or so of looking around the groaning and bloodied villagers, the medics got up, saluted him and walked back towards the aircraft. The General looked one last time to the village elder, said his goodbyes and followed suit.
"We will come back," were his last words to the village elder.
In the Laboratoy KAMRID, Fort Detrick, Red Base near 15miles South of Konohagakure 11:45 AM
Cring cring.
"General, Commander wants to speak to you," said a soldier.
Danzou looked weary but otherwise accepted the phone.
"What's your status General?" said a stern voice.
"It's not airborne Commander but it has 100% mortality rate. Kills every cell in your body for 3 days."
There was a long pause before a tired sigh of regret was heard from the other line.
"This is what I feared the most. Contact Sandman ASAP and initiate the bombing in 08 hundred hours-"
"But Commander shouldn't we-"
"Get the plane Kakashi! Repeat this to no one. This is for the greater good. Understood?!"
With a heavy heart and a crying soul, the General solemnly agreed.
The next day, the village of Motaba was no more. The only proof that there has been a brute battle of death- whether in the hands of the disease or gun are the animals who bore witness to everything; particularly a specie of monkeys with the black and white fur.
But either way one looks at it, a new and lethal virus is now in the hands of the Konohagakure soldiers.
R&R :D