My second fic! I fully intend to make sure that this one turns out as awesome as I imagine it to be. And thank you too to those that left reviews for my first fic. Hope that my writing improves more so I can do even better fics.

I don't own Devil May Cry (sure as hell wish I did) or Highschool of The Dead (an awesome manga).

This fic is basically going to be from Takashi's point of view. Well not exactly his point of view, but more like the events of this fic will be surrounding him (like a third person point of view). And for the most part, this chapter is going to exactly be like chapter 7 of the manga except for the last part. The following chapters will also follow the manga, but don't worry as I plan to put my own spin on it.

Devil Apocalypse

Takashi drove the motorcycle as fast as he can. He zoomed past Them while Hirano shot down those that he couldn't avoid from the second floor of Shizuka sensei's friend's house. He put the pedal to the metal and soon enough, he drove right into the front yard of a house. Takashi fell off of the motorcycle as it skidded and crashed into the door.

He quickly got back up. "Ow... I need to stop acting as if this is a comic book here," he muttered as he dusted himself off. Then he heard a scream and his mind snapped back to reality as he remembered that he was here to rescue that little girl. He closed the gate so that no more of Them would be able to get in and he turned to see the girl in the corner with a small dog barking at the group of Them that were already there to begin with.

"Stop it... leave me alone... I've never done anything wrong," the girl said between sniffs. One of Them approached her, but Takashi came up to it from behind and whacked it in the back of the head with a crowbar. The dog barked as he did so.

"You're doing great! I just need you to hold on a little longer!" Takashi told the girl. He kicked the zombie down and turned to hit another one across the face. "Pick on someone your own size!" he said with a confident smile.

"Onii-chan, behind you!" the girl yelled. Takashi spun around and pulled out the pistol which Rei had given him earlier. He put the barrel inside the zombie's mouth and pulled the trigger. The zombie flung back, it's life - if it could be called that - snuffed out.

"Thanks. You saved me," he told the girl. The dog barked at him. "You too," he said. He heard noise and looked at the gate. The arms of Them were reaching out in between the bars. "This doesn't look good. The bike's totaled." He knew that there was no way the motorcycle would be able to work now from the crash. Takashi took a good look past the gates.

His eyes widened as he saw a huge crowd of Them right on the other side of the gate. "Whoa!" Even if the motorcycle wasn't damaged, there is simply no way that they'd get past Them. "I didn't expect it to get this bad," Takashi said to himself. He felt a tug on his sleeve and looked to see the girl looking up at him.

"Onii-chan," she said. Takashi put on a smile for her, trying to appear calm. "My daddy... he died." Those words were all it took to wipe the smile off his face. He took a coat off of the clothesline nearby and placed it over the girl's dead father. He plucked a flower and handed it to the girl.

"He died protecting you. He was a great dad." Takashi gave the flower to her and she began to cry a few seconds later. "Not so loud or 'they' will get in," he said quietly to her.

She looked at him. "Can't we get out of here?" she asked. Takashi didn't want to get her hopes up, but he had to point something out to her.

"They're filling the street," he told her.

"We don't have to go through the street. We can just go over them," she said. That was when Takashi noticed the high wall. Before long he was carrying the girl on his back while the dog was sticking out from the front of his school jacket as he carefully walked across the wall. He was moving slowly, hoping that he wouldn't slip and fall into the street or else they were dead.

"Don't look. Don't look at the street. Just look at the wall you're walking on. Just look at the wall you're walking on," Takashi kept telling himself, but that was a lot easier said than done. For some reason he couldn't fathom, the dog began to lick his chin, which was distracting him. The girl stopped the dog though and Takashi thanked her for stopping that distraction. "Aren't you scared?" he asked.

"I am! What about you, Onii-chan?" she replied.

"...I'm not scared at all. Not one bit." If he sounded a bit more confident, the girl wouldn't be laughing at him. He continued his walk until a moment later, she said something that made him stop. "Say it again," he told her.

"I have to pee," the girl said.

"...Can you hold it?" he asked.

"Umm. No."

"The world is destroyed in a single day, I get together with a group of people I hardly know and am forced to fight, and now I'm stuck doing all of this heroic looking crap," Takashi whined.

"O-onii-chan, I-I can't hold it anymore," she said.

Takashi cursed his luck. "Alright go ahead and do it there. It's fine. Onii-chan will forgive you." Just as she was about to do her business, they heard the roaring of an engine and they looked to see Saeko and the other driving a hummer there way. The huge car plowed its way through Them as if they weren't there.

"They sure know how to make an entrance," Takashi said aloud.

"Are they friends of yours, Onii-chan?"

"Yeah, they're very important friends," Takashi replied with a smile. With that said, he moved quickly across the rest of the wall, but then noted as he approached that his friends - well, Hirano and Saeko anyway since the other were in the car - had looks of shock and fear on their faces. Takashi immediately began to wonder what was wrong, but then he seemed to feel a presence behind him.

He stopped right where he was and looked behind him. Takashi's eyes widened as he saw something that couldn't be explained. It was some kind of creature, that much was certain, but it was unlike anything he's ever seen. It looked like a sack of some kind with a hood that had a strange clownish design on top that Takashi assumed to be its head. The thing had arms and legs, but it looked like a sack too and one of its arms was a blade. He could see something writhing underneath the thing's 'skin'.

Now while it has only been a day since this mess started with Them, Takashi thought that there would be nothing that can surprise him anymore, but this thing proved him wrong. It walked across the wall towards him. He felt fear build up inside of him and he was unable to move. Judging by the lack of a reaction from his Saeko and Kohta, it was likely that they too were feeling the same way.

The thing drew closer and stopped. A few seconds later, it looked at him as if it had just noticed him for the first time. It stood still for a second longer before letting out a sound that could've been a chuckle and its blade arm lashed out at him at nearly unseeable speed. The blade cut Takashi across his right arm, narrowly missing the girl.

Takashi let out a short yell of pain, but thankfully he didn't lose his balance on the wall. Then again, this could be interpreted as a bad thing as the creature wasn't satisfied with just a single slash. It moved closer and slashed Takashi again, who has turned around to avoid having the girl get hurt. He got hit on his shoulder and he nearly fell. Before he could react to anything else, he was cut across his chest, his other shoulder, and across his legs.

Takashi was bleeding badly from the wounds as they were quite deep. He could hear his friends yelling out his name as they approached on the car. The creature reeled its blade back and even though he was losing consciousness quickly here, Takashi knew that the creature was going to impale him. Without even thinking, he suddenly threw the girl and the dog off of him and onto the hummer, Saeko and Hirano catching them.

Takashi, glad that they were safe despite his sudden burst of strength which surprised him, turned and faced his attacker just in time for the creature to shove its blade right through his heart. At first he didn't feel anything, but then the pain hit him and his consciousness ebbed away, the last thing he heard being his friends shouting out his name.

However, he could've sworn that just as they called out his name, he heard another name that seemed to be coming from his own mind. "Sparda..."

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter.

Please review.

P.S. I apologize for my rather sucky description of the Scarecrow. I have a problem with descriptions, but I hope to do better when I do another one.