I don't own HOTD
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Rexen Tsuki tightened the tie around his neck. It was seriously a nuisance, but giving the fact that Japan had ties with their uniforms as well, he decided to stop complaining. He was a transfer student from Japan, his mother was in Germany and his father was somewhere in America, though he was nowhere near Rexen.
Instead, Rexen lived in a very nice apartment that was rather close to the school, so he occasionally walked to school, or used his bike. It reminded him of Japan. It was nice in Japan, though it was noisy, plus his friend lived here, Phil Angelo.
Phil told him to move to America and attend to the school here. Briggs Charter School. It was for the rich…the old money sort of people. He got in here on scholar ships. Though, the students here were very kind to him, and they didn't treat him any differently. He knew a lot of the people that go here because Phil introduced them to him.
"Yo, Rexen!" Phil's voice echoed through the courtyard. He was running. Teachers weren't around to tell him to go the principal's office which was good for him. His tie was loose around his neck and his jacket was unbutton, another no-no to Briggs Charter School.
"You're breaking a lot of rules today, Phil." Rexen warned. Phil shrugged and tightened his tie around his neck and buttoned his jacket.
"It's gonna happen ya know." Phil told him, his voice was hushed so the others around him wouldn't hear him. It was lunch period, so kids were all going around getting their lunch, and a few others were going out of the school to get their lunch at some nice restaurant that they would put on their tab.
"Are you serious? That can't happen! It's too crazy." Rexen yelled. He was scared, and mad. He wasn't joking around. Phil knew this. They've been friends for so long that Rexen knew that he knew that he didn't like joking around with shit like this.
"Of course I'm serious. Lane told me. She wouldn't lie about something like this." Phil replied calmly. "It's starting soon." He whispered.
Rexen looked outside of the gate. It was peaceful; nothing like what Phil was talking about was real. It was a gorgeous blue skied day, so nothing like that could ever happen…right? Boy was he wrong on so many levels. It already started. They were just taking their time of finding them. Though, it wouldn't be long now. It was about to start, all of their worlds will be turned upside down soon.
"How much time did she give you?" Rexen asked him. He watched Phil at the bug clock mounted on the school main four story building. It was around twelve o' clock.
"Five minutes. Lane told me that the first would come at the main school gate at twelve o' five. It wouldn't take at least five minutes until the teachers to figure out about the person at the gate. It would take a split second when that person…thing would bite one of the teachers' arms. And then, it would only take a few seconds for the teacher to wake up as one of them and begin everything here." Phil murmured.
"Dude, I wish I had an angel girlfriend that would be sweet! She would tell me all of the answers to that quiz on Friday!" Rexen told him. Phil shook his head.
"There won't be a quiz on Friday, Rexen. We will already be fighting for our lives by then." Phil told him. Rexen watched as his friend look at the school clock again. "Damn, it's about to happen. Come on, best not be here when it actually happens."
Rexen glanced up at the clock. It was twelve o' four. Four minutes already past? Time does fly while your friend tells you that the world is about to end in about five-scratch that one minute.
"But, the teacher won't get bitten until twelve-ten!" Rexen protested. His friend sighed and looked at him.
"Look, just because the teacher won't get bitten until twelve-ten, it doesn't mean anything! We still need to gather as many weapons as we can! We need to survive this world. No more cartoons in your pajamas, Rexen. This world is going to be ending soon. Plus, we need allies. If we are ever going to survive this new world, we are gonna need some allies." Phil explained to him.
"A team?" Rexen asked. His friend nodded.
"We better hurry, because there is our person." Phil told him, gesturing to a small girl with her back pack on and only one shoe one. Her face was gray and her blond hair was in wisps. Her eyes were glazed over and her school uniform was in shreds. She was bloody, with tons of huge bite marks on her arms and legs. Her mouth was pouring out blood. She looked like a creature from a horror film.
"Let's go. We only have five minutes before the office finds out about this. Until then, it will only look like a little girl waiting for her older sibling. Let's go." Phil ordered. Rexen nodded to his friend and they both walked quickly inside the school.
"Where are we going first?" Rexen asked. His friend pointed up the stairs where the janitors' closet was.
"In there. And then we are going to hit the kendo room. I left my sabers in there." He answered. Rexen nodded and looked at the mounted all clock. Three more minutes till the teachers find out that something is wrong at the gate.
It was lucky for Rexen and Phil that the janitors left the closet open. It wasn't their fault that they forgot to close it, they had to go in the lunch room and scrub it clean.
They both went in. The dim light that they got from the closet wasn't enough to find a suitable weapon for Rexen, but in the end they did find one with two minutes remaining. Phil handed a silver pole to Rexen, the poles that the janitors used to pick up loose papers with.
"This will do for now." Phil told him. Rexen nodded and took the pole from him. They both went out of the janitors' closet and straight for the kendo room, which was also mistaken as the fencing room on occasion.
The kendo room was located in a separate building in the far corner of the school's property. It was large, and it had a huge sign that read Kendo Room 708. It was convenient, especially for the freshmen.
Walking quickly to the kendo room didn't look as suspicious as one might think. It was passing period, so one might think that for their free period they had to clean the kendo room for the next match later that day. It wasn't that strange since they pick students to clean up the kendo room since they don't want their janitors to do everything, even though they were all once very successful cleaning people who got and still get paid handsomely.
Once they finally reached the kendo room with forty seconds remaining, they both went straight to the weapon station where Phil kept both of his fencing sabers. One was his and the other one belonged to his late girlfriend.
"Alright, we wasted a lot of time, so we better find a safe place to get away from them." Rexen told him. Five seconds remained. Four, three, two one….
"Hey, you, what are you doing there? Are you waiting for your older sibling? School doesn't let out until three; you better go home and get all of you homework done now. Hey, are you listening?" It was a female's voice.
"We better get going, Phil." Rexen said. He looked at him and watched him nod.
"Yeah, let's go." Phil agreed. Both of them ran to the nearest exit of the school, hoping that no one has noticed any strange behavior at the front gate. But, of course some people have. Especially the famous loud mouth of the school, she was tiny, but she had a big voice. Anita Jefferson. Everyone knew her, and she just had to be the one to announce it to her buddies.
"No, I'm serious, Jake! I saw a little girl bite my History teacher!" Rexen heard her say. She was just around the corner, it was hard to mistake the blond hair girl no matter how short she got.
"I'm telling you, Anita, there was no little girl at the gate. You must've imagined it." It was Jake Long's voice. He knew this because everyone made fun of him because of his name. His name just so happened to be the American Dragon's name.
"Ugh, Richard, do you believe me?" She sounded closer than she did a second ago. And then, she was right there, crossing her arms at the boys. Her short stature was all a huge mistake. She looked close to an elementary school student.
"Sorry, Anita, I think that Jake is actually telling the truth about something. I didn't see a little girl out there either, you must've hallucinated it because we all know that you hate History, just as much as you hate English, which was substituted for a Dance Party today." He told her.
"That was so fun that it is still going on! We've been skipping all of our classes! You know, maybe you're right, let's just go back to the party and celebrate that Mrs. Anderson isn't here again. I hope everyone is still there." Rexen heard all three of them make their way back to the dance party in Mrs. Anderson's English class.
"She wasn't hallucinating." Rexen grumbled. He looked at Phil and shook his head. "They are all going to die in there! Can't we do something to help them all get out?"
"You two saw it as well?" A girl with honey brown hair that was cut to her shoulders, her light grey eyes looked at them, expecting an answer. Rexen has never seen her around the school before, so he never thought that she ever existed. But, there she was in her black yoga shorts that were kind of against the school rules, but the teachers left it to the principal to decide.
"Yeah, so does that mean that you saw them?" Phil asked for him. Phil took the words right out of his mouth.
"I might have. Or not. I maybe just am agreeing with her just to see if you two are truly crazy." She told them, crossing her arms against her chest. "By the way, I am Blair."
"So, you might have seen the teacher getting bit, or you might not have. Which one is it?" Rexen asked. She shrugged and looked at the room in which she came from.
"Why should I tell you?" She asked.
"Fine, don't tell us. But, would you mind coming with us to gather some people?" Phil asked her. Rexen saw her frown just a little. Though, she shrugged her shoulders again and smiled a little.
"Why not?" She asked. It was a rhetorical question, Rexen knew that much.
"Let's go, we don't have that much time. It sounds like that there is a blood war down at the front gate already. At least, that is what Lane told me just now." Phil told Rexen. He didn't intend for Blair to hear, but she heard none the less.
"Lane? Who's that?" Blair asked.
"No one, come on, we better get going." Rexen told them both. The other two nodded at him as they began to look around the school for other people to gather up.
The small group went into Mrs. Anderson's room first. They opened the door loudly, causing everyone to jump and get back to their seats. Some students had to sit on the floor; probably all of them are from the first few classes. Rexen spotted out the girl who saw the teacher get bitten. Anita Jefferson, with her blond hair and blue eyes, it was easy to spot her since she was the only one looking like a little girl.
"Anita Jefferson," Rexen announced. The short girl's head snapped to attention. She looked at the boys either side of her.
"Y-yes?" She asked. Rexen waved her over.
"Come over here," he told her. He watched as the short little girl move around the place, trying to find a good place to step. When she finally made it over to him, he looked at her and whispered in her ear.
"You know that scene that you saw?" He whispered. He felt her head nod. "What you saw was real. Gather up your friends over there and come with us." He told her.
She nodded and ushered her friends over. There were a lot of 'Oooh, they're in trouble!' All around the room, Rexen guided them out and into the hallway.
Phil closed the door behind them, shutting it softly. Blair shifted onto her left foot and looked at the three new people that just came out of the classroom. In her hands were scissors, with a pointed end to them. They were rather sharp. Who knows where she got them from.
"You know those things that Anita said that she saw?" Phil asked the boys. The boys nodded. "Well, she wasn't hallucinating in fact-"
"Attention all students and staff members, this is a lockdown. Please turn out all of your lights and lock all of your doors. This is NOT a drill. There is something going on at the main gate that we cannot figure out how it happened. Please stay calm and make sure your students are somewhere safe from harm. I repeat-hey what are you doing? NO, you cannibal, get away from me! NO, NO, NOO, AGHHH!" The principal screamed.
"They finally noticed." Blair whispered to herself.
"Okay, let's go. We need to find some weapons for you guys." Phil told them.
"Already on it!" Richard told him, pulling out a pair of brass knuckles.
"Woah, Richard, how did you sneak them in? I thought we had metal detectors at this school!" Anita exclaimed.
"No one ever said I could not use the back gate." Richard told her.
"That means only two weapons for you two." Rexen said Anita and Jake. Jake shook his head, backing away from them.
"I don't think that's a wise idea…" Jake told them.
"Why not?" Blair asked she was suddenly amused by this predicament.
"Jake gets crazy whenever he is touching a sword…or a katana. Either one works." Richard told them. Blair smiled a little and looked around the hall.
"Well, we best get moving. If we don't, then we might be as good as dead." Blair told them. They all nodded and began to find a safe spot for them all to hide.
But, by then, the halls were already cluttered since all of the students were trying to get out, escape with their lives. Apparently, they didn't hear the part to stay in the classroom. The group of six was all pushing just to get through, Anita being the shortest found it easy crawl around people.
Everyone followed the other, clinging onto their clothes so they didn't lose each other. Rexen was trying to find the light in the tunnel as they pushed and shoved. They weren't going to get anywhere like this, only if you count turning into one of 'Them' was getting somewhere.
"This way!" They heard Anita's voice say next to them. She was pointing to an empty classroom. The desks were on the floor, and some of the expo markers where scattered around, uncapped. They all followed her to the classroom. It was difficult to push through everyone, especially when some of their fellow classmates bodies where on the ground, getting trampled.
"They were right; running in the halls could hurt people." Blair said out loud.
"Of course they were right about that, because back then, some teacher was probably hurt when a student was running in the halls." Richard told her.
"The cool and cold type you are." Blair whispered. Rexen sighed heavily to make everyone be quiet. Once everyone was finally inside the classroom, Anita shut the door and locked it.
"Well, here we are. Though, Lane said that there would only be five of us, not six. She probably miscounted." Phil mumbled.
"What do we know about 'Them'?" Rexen asked. Everyone shrugged their shoulders. What did they know about 'Them'?
"They come back a minute after they are bitten?" Anita guessed.
"How would you know that?" Blair asked.
"I saw it happen, that's why." She answered.
"So, they resurrect a minute after they are bitten. Good, that is great information. What else?" Rexen asked. No one knew anything else on 'Them', just that they once you're bitten from one of 'Them', you are done for, and have exactly one minute to be killed by the people in your group.
"So, that's it? Nothing else that could help us?" Rexen asked. Everyone shook their heads. A door opened, they heard it.
"What? I thought I locked the door!" Anita cried.
"Yeah, well, you clearly forgot about the second one!" Phil told her. Anita was the one closest to the second door, and the first thing she saw was one of 'Them' and her choppers.
"Anita!" Jake screamed. He got there just in time to get her out of the way of the fated bite, though he didn't get out of there in time to save himself. Richard hit the 'It' with his brass knuckles and Rexen stabbed in several of 'its' vital areas.
"Why isn't it dying?" Rexen asked. Phil walked over with his twin sabers and started to do the same thing as Rexen, but it didn't work.
"You men obviously don't know why to kill something." Blair said. She walked over, scissors in hand, and stabbed the 'Thing' in its head, right in the middle. 'It' went limp and fell to the ground.
"How, how did you know that's how to kill them?" Richard asked. Blair shrugged and looked over to where Anita was smoothing out Jake's hair.
"Come on, it's not that bad, you'll be fine!" Anita told him.
"Everyone knows my fate, Anita. Come on, just kill me." He whispered.
"He's right, Anita, he has to die before he turns into one of those 'Things'." Phil told her. Anita shook her blond locks, tears coming out of her eyes.
"You can't, he's fine!" She told them.
"He is anything but fine, Nita; YOU should know that since you saw what happened to our History teacher!" Richard told her. "It's time to face reality. He has to die."
"B-but,"
"No 'buts', Anita, they're right." Jake said. "I don't want to be one of them."
"Give me one of your sabers." She told Phil. "I want to do it."
Phil handed her one of his sabers, not Lane's old one though. She took it, held it up and struck him right in between the eyes. Jake Long was now gone…forever.
"Let's go." She said.
She was unfazed, but everyone knew that she was suffering from the worse thing anyone can suffer from. A broken heart.
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Hi! I am sorry for the late update. I am also sorry if this story seems to focus around Anita, I'll get better I swear, and it won't be on her. She isn't going to be the leader, I already have someone in mind, I might PM them later to see if they want the task. Okay, so the groups are in!
In group one it will be:
Rexen Tsuki
Phil Angelo/Lane Easton
Blair Fabron
Richard Brown
Anita Jefferson
Group two will have
Matthew Mason
Evanthe Cory
Ame'li Isis
Miri Ismail
Henry T Arkwright
These groups will mean nothing to which gets more screen time, they will get an equal amount. Next we will explore how team two was created! We will be traveling the world pretty much, a group will for to France, another might go to Italy in who know what! But, I already have an idea who will be team leader for group two as well, and I will probably do the same for the person who I might want to be the leader. Okay? Does that sound good? I hope it does, because I don't want my character to be team leader because I think that would be biased and not nice, and why would I ask for OC's if I am just going to make my character team leader, and I don't have anything against people who do make their character team leader, because it is a lot easier to do that since you know your character best.
I hoped you liked this, and I don't have any excuses of why I am so late to post this, maybe one and that is school, but I am on Spring Break right now, so I shouldn't be making up any excuses, but I couldn't get on my mom's computer because I thought she was leaving Wednesday, but she left Thursday in the early morn, and I was procrastinating because I am stupid…
I'll see you all hopefully in the near future! I hoped you liked the long chapter; it took me two days to write it. Sorry if there any mistakes, I apologize, and I am also sorry that I don't like updating, or I just get really lazy. Alright, goodbye now!
