Stars on the Floor
Chapter 1
"The Monotony"
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Today is December 21, 2012. It's a Friday, and something feels off. Not anything wrong with the day itself, it just feels weird that right now, somewhere, people are killing each other, and all we're doing is sitting here in school learning about the Han Dynasty. I never really understood how people could be cruel enough to each other in order to survive. Sure, we have self-preservation instincts, but I'd like to think that we wouldn't cast another away, at least, not easily.
Have you ever seen the first episode of Highschool of the Dead? Pair of "best friends" is trying to escape, and one of them gets grabbed. The other one doesn't even try to help, just kicks her "best friend" in the face, then runs. She dies 10 seconds later, so I guess karma's a bitch. Hey look, lunch time! Yay. More time with sis and Konata and Miyuki. I'd never be able to forsake them for my own survival….at least….I hope not.
I went into the neighboring classroom and sat down with my best friends. We didn't really talk about much, but it's spending time with your friends that counts. Konata did the best Misao-dive ever when she dropped her choco cornet. She grabbed it in the crook of her knee without crushing it. I think she might be a ninja. Best part was when she sat down so nonchalantly and resumed eating and talking about the Diebusters OVA as though nothing had happened. Freaky.
Anyways, now it's almost the end of the day, and since it was the Friday before Christmas, nothing was really going on. I was counting the number of dots on the ceiling. Five hundred and eighty-one, if you wanted to know. Misao and Ayano were discussing their plans for the weekend. Not much, coincidentally. Misao was visiting some relatives in the country, and Ayano was going to a Kendo tournament. Ayano is a martial arts nut. She even keeps a katana in her house. I wouldn't doubt it if she slept with it. Maybe that's why her hair is so uneven….
And there's the last bell! Nothing interesting happened between then and right before I planned on going to bed. I was on the computer, playing an FPS Konata got us to play. She didn't need to convince me, but Miyuki and Tsukasa rather. I played as an artillery unit, Miyuki played a sniper, Konata was a flag capper, and Tsukasa was a base technician. It was pretty fun, but it just reminded me of how we can sit around and while the night away, while people are just plain not surviving the night, due to disease or fighting or cancer or whatever. I took my headset off by this point, and as I made my way to bed, I could have sworn that I had heard a scream in the distance. But it must have been my imagination.
After all, it's after 1 A.M. I've been awake for almost a full 20 hours. I started to think as I nodded off to sleep. What is the meaning of friendship? Why do I enjoy spending time with my friends? Are they really, truly supportive of me? Or would they drop me and leave me behind if they were faced with a difficulty associated with being around me? I doubt myself too much, I think. I need to think happy thoughts instead. Like how the next volume of Hetalia comes out next week. Or how I don't have any homework this weekend. Yeah, that's actually making me smile. Wow, have I really become as lazy as Konata? Hold it, self. That will NEVER happen. Even if I lose a limb or two, I'd think I'd be able to get up and go to the fridge easier than she can. And let's not forget about Tsukasa. She's so lazy too. But I think that more has to do with being an air-head than being lazy. She means well, she's just not the brightest lightbulb in the drawer.
Wait. How can I say that about my own sister? Doesn't she mean more to me than that? I wouldn't say the same thing about Miyuki. Or Ayano. No, of course not. Everyone is special in their own way. And for some, that's just being the cute lil airhead. Alright self, you can shut up now. You really need some sleep right now, because that scream from before just happened again.
I sat up right quick. I just realized. That wasn't me. Someone was screaming outside. I rushed over to the window and threw it open, revealing it to not be a single scream, but a chorus of painful wailing.
"GET IT OFF ME!" I couldn't see in the inky blackness of the night, but it sure as hell sounded like someone, or multiple someone's were being attacked. Then I heard it.
RRRRRRRRIP. "AGH!" The bloodcurdling scream changed in pitch to a raspy gurgling, almost like its vocal chords had been severed.
And then it was silent. I waited, but nothing else was heard. I closed the window, locked both the window and the door to my room, climbed in bed, and pulled the covers over my head. I fell asleep in the fetal position. What in the Kami's name was that?
A/N: And that's the real 1st chapter, in the oh-so-fun Kagami POV! Kagami, my dear girl, THAT is a Crawler. Nasty little blighters. Our dear Kagami is decidedly unattached to just about everybody except her friends, and has some awesome internal monologues while making the time go away. And for the purposes of this story, the Hiiragi household is on the outskirts of Saitama, where they actually have a decent sized lawn (:O), with the Izumi's slightly further in the city, and the Takara's also in the outskirts, albeit in a different section. The current body count is:
Zeds: 1
LS gang: 0
KF gang: 1
Scully and Kagami will be the 2 primary POV's, but I've already worked out an Ayano POV for at least a couple chapters, which is even less sane than this decidedly "not entirely there" Kagami. I know exactly where I'm going with this, and the HotD reference is a big hint. :D