Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Shingeki no Titan. I apologize for misread sentences or spelling errors. Crackness involved. Characters are likely to be OC.

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Chapter 1: Prologue

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When I slept, I was in a dark room and drunk from all night drinking. When I woke up, I woke up to an explosion in the near distance and a hangover. I slept through the entire day and woke up at night to pull the curtains back to stare at the burning city.

'This is what happens when I get drunk. The world ends' I thought with the pounding in my head hardly receding. I scratched the back of my head as I let go of the curtains for it to sway back into place. Screaming could be heard for distance and as I walked to the fridge to drink some juice. 'What does it matter trying to run out to figure out what happen? All I know is that I will likely end up dead so back to sleep, I go' I thought to myself as I went back into my room. I sat on my bed, I took the medicine pill bottle from the side of my bed. I turned on the TV, it was static before it went to a channel.

'Mayhem has set across the world…The undead coming back to life….Panic succumbs everyone….All citizens are required to stay inside of their homes until further notice' It was flipping from channel to channel until it went onto static. I stared at it for a while before I went to sleep again. 'Ugh, I hope my head stops hurting'

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Time passes

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Crash! I opened my eyes, my head was better now, and I looked over at the closed door to hear voices. I wondered how I got onto the floor. "Oi, watch it. There might be some in here. Do you want to wake the entire building?"

"My bad- omg!" I heard some crashes, "ahh!" a scream from one of the two people. I groaned, 'what the hell are they doing?' I got off my ass and went to the door. The door creaked slightly, "Help! Someone help me!" I opened the door completely and stared at the bloody body being eaten by another person. While another person was pinned by an undead. I stared at it, I let out a small sigh, and went to my table where one of them left their weapon, a bat, at. I picked it up and went up to the person who was avoiding becoming a meal. "Hey, help me. Get this bastard of me!" they asked for my help and I stared at the undead before kicking it across the room to the open front door. It hissed at me, I grimaced at its skin falling off of its face, and the sickly pale skin with blood dripping down onto my nice carpet.

It stood up and rushed at me only for me to step aside before swinging a fantastic hit at its head. It dislocate the head from the body and it slumped down. I heard the one behind let out a shudder.

"T-thanks, I thought I was done for. Um sorry for coming into your house" it was a young male, about fifteen as I can guess. Short brown hair with big green eyes. He looked too innocent for this. I looked over to his partner who was being eaten still. I once more kicked the undead into the wall and smashed its head in without hesitation. It splattered on the wall like a pretty painting. The body slumped down until it was in a sitting position.

The other guy was half eaten, I poked him with the end of my bat. "Tell me since I have been asleep for most of the day. How long does it take for this to go to this?" I pointed at his friend to the headless zombie. He threw up on my floor. I let out another sigh, 'I did not clean that floor for it be dirty with throw up' I waited for him to gain his bearings.

"Sorry about your friend but I may have to kill him" I told him upright. I do not play games or try to bounce around the truth, the inevitable truth that is.

"It's fine" He told me as he wiped his mouth clean. I raised an eyebrow in curiosity. I went to the open door and looked out, "Why is that?" I asked as I noticed a few of them down the hallway. I shut the door and pushed my couch up against as he explained why.

"He was just some guy I met up. I lost my sister and now I'm trying to find her. We go separate through the fire and he kind of picked me up. He is a bit of an asshole in all honestly more than twenty times he has left me behind and he actually tried to kill me. I'm a bit weak so I ended up being his lackey. No hard feelings if you kill him" he told me as I dusted off my hands of any dirt. I 'ohed' as I moved to my windows. I pulled them up, they tend to get stuck as it is an old apartment building.

"I see, well I'll just throw him out because I am a bit lazy at the moment" I told him as I dragged the dead bodies out of the room and through the open window. "Well, I need an update on the real world. I have been hibernating" I told him as I dumped the last of the body. I yawned as I took in the fresh musty air of the undead. 'It smells nice' I smiled to myself. I shut it close now.

"Well…" he began to explain to me.

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"So a virus spread but it's gone now but it infected many people? I see. So why are you still here? Shouldn't you be looking for your sister?" I asked him as I ate some leftover rice. I passed some over to him. He stared at it for a while. The blood was still in the room so I guess it hinders his appetite.

"I won't survive out there on my own. I only got this far because of him but now he's dead and I don't know what to do now" I looked at him as I continued eating. "Hm, I see. Well I have no reason to roam in the city so best find another" I told him, as I finished up my food. "No family or friends?" he asked in disbelief. I went to the fridge to grab some pudding, oh holy pudding, oh how lovely it is. "Nope! Where is it? My family died long before any of this and friends wise. Well they are in different countries at the moment and they can handle themselves. We grew up together and we had our fair share of blood and gore-where is it!" I kicked the fridge, "It is not here. Who fuckin' ate my pudding?!" I growled angrily as I punched the counter top.

"U-um, are you okay?"

"No, no, I am not okay. My pudding is gone- oh wait, its right here" When I kicked the fridge, the door came unhinged and I saw the pudding cup through the gap. I picked it up and ate it with my spoon.

"Um?"

"Oh I like pudding and sometimes you just need it to calm down your nerves or relax in this case. Anyway, I am good. So you are welcome to stay or leave. I could care less" I went back into my room. I laid down until I realized that I couldn't feel the cool metal on my chest. I sat up immediately and touched my chest until I realized, it was not there.

"Shit, it's not here" I shouted, I got up to look on my bed and dresser. Then I saw it on the floor covered in blood when I went out. I let out a sigh of relief. I picked it up and wiped it clean with my shirt. "What's that?" he asked me since I nearly tore up my room for it. "It's an old necklace, my brothers and I from the olden days. It's very important" I showed him the picture inside. Blonde male, raven haired male, and I, pink haired female, covered in dirt and blood surrounded by unconscious people.

"That is why I said I have nothing to worry about. They'll be fine. Now, time for me to sleep some more"

"I see" he looked down casted but I was not about to be pulled into some ridiculous mission on find his sister hence saving the world or some crap like that. I ain't no damn main character!

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"I need to find some sake" I told him, sake is my life and I cannot go any longer without it. It is a passion built since my teenager years.

"Um, why?" he asked me as if this is the weirdest reason to risk my life. "I like sake and I realized that end of the world means, I need to have at least one more drink like some people want to get laid or travel to the most obscene place in the world. Now if you excuse me, I am going about my way. Morning is about to rise and I want to get going. I hate the dark, so many things like to pop out and it pisses me off.

"Um okay, I guess whatever motivates you. Can we look for my sister on the way as well?" he asked, and I sighed as I put the bloody bat on the table. I stuffed my bag with the basic items, food supplies, medical supplies, water, extra clothes, and my personal items. He looked at me oddly as I put my backpack on. It was black with nothing hanging and it has a pink tape strap on the left and neon green strap on the right.

I wore a plain black t-shirt with cargo dark greens pants and combat boots. "Where did you get that?" he asked, "I used to participate in fights a lot for money before I stop about three years back. It got tiresome. Nonetheless, do what you will but I want some sake" I told him, he nodded as he got his things pack up and I opened up the window again.

"How are we going to get out through the window?" he asked curiously as there was no fire escape through my window. I went back into my room and pulled out a twenty-five feet rope, I had a grappling hook and I hooked it to the window then tugged on it to ensure the safety. "Alright, I'll go first and you follow and try not to attract anything" I warned him as I climbed out, I had heat resistant gloves for easier sliding. I slide down the rope and landed on the ground with a soft thump. I looked around to see none had noticed us. I tugged on it again, I whistled softly, he looked out and nodded. I yawned, 'Now where is the nearest store? The supermarket is a good five mile away.

When I was enclosed with my thoughts, I didn't realized that there was an infected behind. I heard the small growl and immediately did a round house kick sending the infected into trash cans which was bad. It attracted them and the boy landed on the ground. "Um, we got infected coming in. W-what do we do?" he asked panicking a bit. I took a breath in then out. I tugged the grapple hook and it fell down. They were walking quite slow thankfully so I hurriedly rolling the rope and place it back on the side of my bag.

I took out my bat which stuck out from the open hole of the bag. The bag was the type where it clicks shut in the middle and opens up like a flap. No zippers.

"Okay, before we get started. Tell me boy, what's your name?"

"H-huh? Oh Eren, Eren Yeager"

"Well Eren, my name is Sakura Haruno. You are about to be on the ride of your life. Stick close and try to keep up, and maybe you'll survive. Ready?" I gave a grin at him. He looked worried but I supposed my calm demeanor and relaxing aura, managed to make him gain his composure. A skilled fighter never panics in a place where their strength can make it through. An experienced psycho can think of multiple ways to get out of a tough situation.

"Ready"

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End of Prologue

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