The Dean's Son

by FMB

humanAU. Magic, alchemy, zombies, the works. Due to a mistake in the Dragoste Formula, a miniature apocalypse is brought upon this special academy for those gifted with magic, intelligence, and strength. After being gated in the campus with an intimidating amount of zombies that just won't die, Vash has to find a way to get out.

1. Chapter 1

Where's Berwald?
That's what was on our minds. That was all that was on our minds, aside from surviving. We looked everywhere for him. High and low, far and wide. Well, as far as the gates would let us.

Where's Berwald?
He was the Dean's son. He had the key. If it even was a key. Maybe it was a code, or a spell, or a motion, but it didn't matter what it was. He had it. We needed it. We needed him.

Where's Berwald?
Oh God. Oh God oh God its spreading. But we didn't even eat it, there was none left! It's... It's spreading faster! The gates, the gates, we have to get to the gates, we have to get out of here! Why are they locked? Why would they ever be locked? Were they always like this?!

Where's Berwald?

They're slow, but they're dangerous. They're dumb but they're strong. They don't plan, they just do. And that's what gets us. They're so random, so sporadic, so unpredictable. They appear almost out of nowhere, grabbing whatever victim in their reach. Once they have them, they're gone. They're slow, but they're large when they're together. Their hordes are impenetrable. They're horrifying... mostly because... They were people we knew... People we loved...

I still have Lili at least...

Where's Berwald?
Why can't we find him?! Where would he go?! We found... found the blueprints a-and everything! We searched every room! He wasn't... He wasn't in the hordes was he? N-no, no I saw him just after the Torching h-he has to be...
Oh God... Berwald they... They're gone... They're all gone... It's just... just me... Just...

Oh God... Lili...

I... I can't, Berwald. I can't find you. I can't save Lili. I can't find the key.

The key...

The damn key...

We always left you out, Berwald. We always ignored you. We always cheated off of you, then hated you for being so smart. You were the last pick for any sport. You never said anything about it to anyone.

You must have hated us. Loathed us. Wanted us to burn.

Well that's what we're doing, asshole. We're burning. THEY'RE burning! Even now, even after months of this running about and hiding and trying to survive, they're still burning! They're still screaming! Crying out, "Why?! Oh dear God why us?!"

Well?! WHY us, Berwald?! Are you just... hiding somewhere?! Watching us?! Watching me?! You did this Berwald! You killed Lili! You killed her, and Roderich, and Francis, and... and... and everyone!

And now I'm going to die too...

Oh god...

I don't want to die... I don't...

Berwald...

Where are you?