A/N: This is an AU about World War Y. The story of Tsukune and his friends as they try to survive the Yokai war.
This is my 2nd attempt at this story as, thanks to some of the reviewers, it wasn't as realistic as I had liked. So I rewrote this chapter. Mostly it was done on my phone in my spare time but I did it.
'Nough said.
***Data Entry: Timeline leading to the Yokai War and first non-aggressive contact with Yokai forces...***
June 3rd, 2014:
The human world taken by surprise when unprovoked attacks started occurring on a global scale. Suburbs and towns are the first to be hit. Creatures from the night kidnapping the local populace. Murders causing blood to spill along the dark corners of alleys. Authorities were in disarray, not used to these kinds of cases. Panic and crime had spread to an all time high around the globe. First account of Yokai in the modern world is recorded.
June 8th, 2014:
Attacks start becoming more frequent. New species of Yokai and supernatural activities begin to arrive. Murders and kidnappings begin the spread to the larger cities as countries begin issuing nationwide marshall law. Authorities begin making hostile contact with Yokai species like lizardmen and orcs.
June 14th, 2014:
Yokai attacks no longer become hit and runs and now start becoming more organized. Assaults on police precincts and places of interest begin mobilization of military forces around the globe. Civilian areas start getting hit and heavy casualties are inflicted.
July 6th, 2014:
An estimated 600,00 civilians and 100,000 military casualties inflicted worldwide as Yokai begin making appearances around the world. Nations quickly call a meeting to address the attacks. Countries begin raising defense levels and DEFCONS around the world.
September 17th, 2015:
Nations agree to put aside differences and form the United Defensive Force (UDF) after a year of desperation and compromise.
Yokai attacks press further into nations as first reports suggest of silver haired human-like beings leading Yokai become apparent. First sightings of command and hierarchy among the Yokai.
November 16th, 2015:
Military forces begin setting battle lines across the globe as countries like India, South Africa, South Korea, and Egypt begin to become overwhelmed.
December 23rd, 2015:
Military casualties climb to an estimated amount of 300,000 worldwide while civilian casualties climb to 3 million deaths. Worldwide draft is called for men and women ages 15-50 to be enlisted into service or jobs assisting the war effort. Hostile contacts now varied with more sightings of hundreds of unique Yokai species consisting of Succubi infiltrators, spider-women, werewolves, gorgons, krakens, sirens, and high ranking vampire officers.
October 5th, 2016:
A young sixteen year old cadet male shows exemplary skill and leadership during basic training and receives an early promotion to Corporal, earning him the ranking of team leader within eight months of training. New reports of seeming human-like Yokai with control of ice, wind, and snow become sighted.
November 9th, 2016:
Corporal Tsukune Aono graduates at top of his class in basic training and becomes an official soldier in the UDF and is given command of a fireteam of five soldiers. Corporal Aono is put under command of Sergeant Kail in Squad Bayhawk under Yankee Platoon.
December 3rd, 2016: Yankee Platoon is assigned search and destroy missions across various theaters of war.
December 23rd, 2016 -0856-:
Yankee Platoon is deployed into the Continental United States for a search and destroy mission in a suburb in New Jersey which was reported to have had several sightings of Yokai. Main mission objective is to clear out the suburb to be used as a staging point for refuel and resupply. Squads Bayhawk, Foxtrot, and Halo respond to the mission along with support squads from Charlie Platoon.
December 23rd, 2016 -0926-: Corporal Aono reports as the first human to ever have Non-aggressive contact with-
***ERROR. ERROR. YOKAI PRESENCE DETECTED…***
***SCANNING...***
***Succubi Infiltrator Detected. Data Interrupted. Contacting Security Personnel...***
***Code Yellow Has Been Initiated...***
***Shutting Down...***
Corporal Tsukune Aono marched through the heavy snowstorm blew against him and his comrades. His kevlar helmet and combat goggles barely held against the force of the wind but it penetrated his balaclava that covered his face with ease. His pockets were filled to capacity with ammo, which did not make the trek any easier nor the slinging G36C. Tsukune was relieved that the wasn't heavy enough to completely block vision. He could easily make out the other soldiers that were with him. Each one nearly identical to him.
Judging from some quick math, there were total of twenty four soldiers on this mission not counting Charlie Platoon who was over on the other side of town.
The squad advanced down the street of the many residential areas. Empty houses and overturned cars along with trash and discarded belongings were everywhere. It was a common sight now in many areas around the world. The Yokai were very thorough in their attacks.
Tsukune sighed as he always did. It was no more than two years ago when he had to flee his own home when the Yokai attacked. The memory of his father fruitlessly trying to defend their home still burned within his mind.
His thoughts were interrupted by his radio coming to life with the voice of his commanding officer, Sergeant Kail. His gruff voice bitter but seemingly ignoring the frozen touch of the sharp wind. "Fireteam, listen up! Command had a hunch about this storm being unnatural and they were right this time. This is a storm being made to cover a Yokai staging point. We are to seek and destroy although secondary objectives are to try and capture a Yokai if possible. Do what you can but do not risk your own lives. Corporal Aono, take your squad and move along the backs of these houses along the left. I need someone to watch our flank. Corporal Dranet, you have the right! Lets go people, I wanted this place secured yesterday!" Sergeant Kail barked as Tsukune and Dranet shouted a hearty "Sir!" and took their teams.
Tsukune watched as his squad hopped over waist high fences, struggling with their gear. His heavy weapons specialist, Gregoir Joshua, was having considerable trouble trying to manage both his M60E4 and his portable rocket launcher. The latter of which was a single use rocket launcher that could be packed into the size of a suitcase but is fired by simply extending the back for the exhaust. It had been dubbed as the Y-12, or better known by its nickname, The Suit in reference to it's size. The man was actually surprising as he was slightly sitting at 21 but yet only 5'9. He was sarcastic as all Hell but the squad put up with it mainly because shooting him would leave them down a man and they don't have time for replacements. His face always gave off a serious look that played well with his hard features and stubble beard but would soon betray him when he smiled. The squad's scout sniper, Ashton Dragnet, moved ahead with his VAL battle rifle as the snow did little to slow him due to the sniper having little to no equipment other than ammo and water. He was young, maybe 16 at the most but he was good at what he did. Tsukune's close combat specialist, an 18 year old boy named Ichio Kuzika wielded his M1014 close as he watched over the squad's blind flanks. Although Tsukune couldn't believe he would live up to a Japanese stereotype and actually have a katana slung on his back. He had confronted him about it before but Ichio was stubborn and always said the sword was his pride and joy and that a lot of Yokai will stain his blade.
As Tsukune had said, stereotypes.
The last member was Guiata Hernandez. Another 17 year old but he Tsukune's trusted tactical advisor and ammunition specialist. Always giving his insight and evaluating information. With his by the book tactics and Tsukune's unconventional methods, they were very effective.
The fireteams eventually came out of the suburbs and started to enter the main part of the town. A four way street that held various stores, offices, and dealerships with the highest buildings being three stories at most and with each building connected. Tsukune's team moved quickly through the back of the buildings and setting up overwatch positions at the corners. Tsukune looked to Ashton and pointed to the flat roof of a store behind him. The location gave an excellent view over the square. The fireteam held position, waiting silently as Aston quickly ran inside and set up on the roof. Ashton could see as the remaining fireteams began to clear the square. Sergeant Kail and his command team moved into a small diner on a corner for cover and to analyze the situation.
So far so good.
Inside the diner, the command squad was setting up a makeshift command center. Portable computers and radios quickly being set up and their heavy weapons specialist setting up his LMG on a commanding view of the square. Sergeant Kail sat at the counter and spoke into the set up radio.
"Charlie, this is Yankee. Sectors five through eight have been secured. The main section of town has been taken over and we are setting up a defensive position slash field HQ at coordinates Alpha Tango three-three-one. Callsign is Trojan. What's your sitrep? Over." A few seconds had passed before a call started coming through.
"Trojan, this is Charlie. We've just passed the train station. There's...civilian casualties judging from the amount of blood on the platforms. We've had few contacts so far, just a few orcs but nothing the Anti rounds can't handle. We're moving towards you- wait. The blizzard is kicking up. Location is currently at the high school, over." Sergeant Kail leaned in.
"Say again. The blizzard is not picking up at our location." Things weren't starting to look good.
"Be advised, we have confirmed presence of yuki-onna on site. Repeat, confirmed- " The speaker was interrupted as the sound of a body falling echoed through the radio. Panicked screams blasted through the speakers if their radios.
"What the fuck?! Fireteam Grey's Sergeant was just dropped! Shit, that's a needle in his head!" A soldier started yelling.
"What's that? Oh shit, contacts! We have contacts everywhere!" Another soldier shouted as gunfire began to echo across the transmission. Sergeant Kail could hear the echoes of screams and gunfire outside.
"Lizardmen, orcs, and other Yokai are advancing on us! Heavy casualties across the platoon! Be advised, sectors one through four are red! I repeat, HEAVY Yokai activity! Oh shit, Kyle watch out-" The radio's soon went dead as Sergeant Kail tries to contact them.
"Shit..." He cursed under his breath. "Aono, get your team to Charlie's last known location is at the high school! Get over there and assist!"
Tsukune reached to his helmet's radio and acknowledged his orders. He looked to his team and motioned for them to follow and double time it. Tsukune and his remaining three members ran as fast as they could through the snow, leaving Ashton in the square on overwatch just in case.
Tsukune advanced with his team towards the school, stopping at the end of the street and cutting across a few backyards trying to take a shortcut through the three long streets to the high school. The fireteam took cover along a waist high wooden fence and observed the area. Many uniformed bodies surrounded the front entrance of the small high school, it's maximum capacity 800 students at best. The bodies looked torn with only a few of the casualties actually looking intact while the rest had signs of brutal decapitation or mutilation. However, there were only six or so Yokai casualties, big ones from the look of it. Six orcs slain compared to the ten laying dead at the entrance with another two soldiers in the front parking lot. Gunfire was heard although faint. It was definitely coming from inside the building. A window burst open to reveal one of the soldiers, his look of terror hidden behind his tight balaclava but his eyes clearly visible from behind his ballistic goggles, he was trying to crawl out. A Succubus appeared behind him wearing torn shreds of a uniform and laughed as her claws impaled his back. His cries could be heard as she pulled him back in, earning a near horrified look from the fireteam. Gregoir looked at Tsukune with an uncertain look but Tsukune shook his head and pointed forward. The team nodded and quickly advanced, doing whatever they could to not draw attention. Tsukune sprinted from cover to cover doing his best to avoid tripping on the fallen soldiers.
He would avenge them tenfold when he gets the chance.
With a few hand signals, his team pressed on through, passing by the broken glass doors of the school. They made a sharp right down the hall and stopped.
Guiata almost puked in his mask.
Blood, guns, bodies, and casings littered the hall. Casualties from both sides but the soldiers were massacred, their bodies near unrecognizable. Tsukune let out a bad tasting burp as his stomach disagreed with the sight but he looked towards the men and nodded. He moved forward, weapon at the ready. He stopped at the end, looking past the left corner and almost got hit by a stray round. The remainders of Charlie were trapped down the hall in a box type area between three classrooms with the staircase blocked off. They fought with their backs against the wall as Yokai of all times advanced on them. Lizardmen, orcs, spiderwomen, and a few fast succubi striking their position. Yet, the squad of stragglers could not hold as an Orc grabbed their heavy soldier and crushed his head between his hands. A Succubus jumped from the large orc into a soldier, straddling his waist but tearing his chest apart with her claws.
Tsukune could watch no more.
"Fireteam, open fire! Lets save our boys!" Tsukune yelled and held down the trigger. His rifle spat out it's load into the unsuspecting group their were behind while Gregoir set up his LMG and let loose a hail of gunfire. As the rest of the team fired, the wall of bullets formed a barrier between the survivors and the Yokai. The three survivors looked up and eere instantly relieved at the reinforcements and started running towards them. Gregoir's massive weapon keeping the Yokai from pursuing while the squad rushed to the fireteam. Tsukune stopped firing and waved his hand towards him.
"Come on! Get a move on!" He yelled as the soldiers passed him and started to move towards the entrance. However, a stairwell by the entrance burst open letting loose another blob of Yokai. The soldiers stopped and began firing into the advancing force. Tsukune grabbed Ichio and pointed behind him.
"Our flank is compromised!" A soldier yelled as he reloaded a magazine into his Type 95.
"I've noticed!" Tsukune yelled back. "Ichio, redirect fire! We gotta pull back down this hallway. Gregoir, cover this flank as we pull back then you keep em pinned!" Tsukune ordered as he fired. As the squad and fireteam began to full back behind the corner of the only clear hallway, Gregoir jumped up, holding his LMG by the bipod, and fired inaccurate suppression as he ran backwards. Tsukune and Guaita leapfrogged, making sure Gregoir wasn't overwhelmed. As Tsukune ran, he shuffled with his radio, trying to get out a transmission.
"Over here! I found a way out!" Ichio shouted as a lizardman rushed him only to be blown away by his shotgun.
"Trojan, this is fireteam Bayhawk, the school is the main base! We cannot clear it, I repeat, we cannot clear it! We have Charlie survivors and we need this place destroyed if we have any chance of escaping without pursuit!"
Sergeant Kail put his head in his hands. "How many survivors from Charlie?"
"Three, sir!" Tsukune replied.
Sergeant Kail shook his head. Thirty-two troops were dead from his supporting company and they haven't even cleared most of the town yet. "I'll scramble some air support, just hold out and try to stay alive." Sergeant Kail replied with almost no emotion. As the transmission ended he angrily swept some papers aside and signed. He switched frequencies and contacted Command.
"Command, this is Yankee platoon, we have set up a field HQ; callsign Trojan. We need an airstrike on the high school in our area. The site is classified as red. Repeat, we have a red position at coordinates Whiskey Nine-Nine. Requesting strike package Sierra. Over."
"Affirmative, Trojan. two Tupolev Tu-95s inbound. ETA, ten mikes."
Tsukune almost slipped in the bloody floor as he took a sharp turn into the classroom. Ichio and one of the soldiers quickly slammed the door as Gregoir let loose another burst and ran inside. Desks were piled against the door and set up to make a makeshift barricade and position. Tsukune took a quick breather as he took off his helmet for a minute to think.
"Corporal Aono!" Guatia called. Tsukune looked up at Guatia standing there in near shock as he saw the other two soldiers pointing their weapons into a large closet. "You may want to have a look at this..."
Tsukune stood up and walked towards them, his weapon swinging lazily but his grip tightened around it when he looked inside. In there sat three girls on the floor, nearly cowering in fear. Very young girls, couldn't be more than 18 at most. One clearly a Succubus, her face contorted in pain from a very deep looking gunshot wound to her shoulder. Her body, beautiful and elegant, held tightly within a black skin tight jumpsuit. Her blue hair covered the hate she harbored in her beautiful eyes. Her claws were out but she held herself over another beautiful girl with long purple hair and a kimono and a lollipop lazily hanging from her mouth. The woman's own hands encased in sharp icicles. However, they were pushed aside by the third and final woman. She wore the uniform of an officer, her eyes narrowed and pink hair flowing behind her. She bore her fangs at them and that is when the soldiers backed away ever so slightly as Tsukune muttered what they all knew what was standing before them.
"Vampire…"
A/N: I think I could've added more detail but I didn't take my time with this. A foolish mistake on my behalf.
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