Hello everyone,
First of all, thank you for taking the time to read this and thank you for reading this before reading the actual story. Been on and off writing stories for a few years and decided to write this up after rewatching and reading HOTD and Triage X.
The story takes place after the anime and manga(for those who read the manga) so Saeko and Takashi spend time in the shrine, the emp went off, and Saya's estate was overrun etc. Playing with the idea of making an OC of Saeko's first crush since there's no info whatsoever on it. She obviously is not only my favorite but many others so it will somewhat like an arc for her. Not sure the direction I want to take with it yet so any comments, feedback on the writing,story, and character will be much appreciated.
My character (OC) is based a little on me and my buddies in the Marine Corps. Since we talked about the zombie apocalypse all the time in the military. Also I just personally can't imagine zombies lasting too long against a competent military but that's just my opinion. Please feel free to comment, bash, or suggest anything as I am pretty new to this kind.
I hope you like it!
RIP Daisuke Sato
Several individuals sit in a briefing room of the JS Izumo light aircraft carrier just off the coast of Tokyo.
With a young tan large man,black hair with gray patches, scar on the left side of his eye with a ripped build wearing a tattered woodland combat set covered in dried up salt with only U.S. Marines cleanly shining on his uniform standing in front of the group banging his head against the wall venting to himself, "FUCK MY LIFE! My tour in Afghan extended so I can go to Syria for only for me to be reassign to Okinawa and than the FUCKING zombies had to ruin it! I need another raise, promotion, and vacation or I'm going awol(absent without leave)."
A young red hair girl in bloody desert digital cami uniforms with U.S. Navy embroidered on it openly snapped at the large Marine, "Corporal Kintsugi, can you stop bitching before I feed you to the zombies myself!"
"Yes. Please shut up already" A large older gentleman with thick silver hair and five o clock shadow in a thick uniform that doesn't seem to be any standard issue uniform the U.S. or Japanese Defense Force issued enters the room throwing a rag at the large bitchy Marine.
Along with him several JSDF/SAT personnel enter the room after him taking a seat with the other personnel in the briefing room. Which catches the eye of the young devil dog as he now observes two specific individuals. A tone tan woman with purple hair and nice pair of assets up and down in a tight black combat suit, unzipped exposing a white sports bra which would make any healthy man feel something. While the other is a lean, brown haired Japanese man in Multicam combat set uniform with sharp eyes staring away at the Marine with a sense of familiarity.
While Sui continues to stare he gets snatched by the older gentleman to be by his side. "You're not the only one who should be bitching. I am a year out of retirement but can't really relax if the world is being taken over by the walking dead…" pulling on the Marines nose as if he were to rip it off.
"Now do your job and translate, Jester." as the older man lets go and starts up a projector.
Now as the older gentleman starts his brief in English, Corporal Kintsugi translated his brief in Japanese for the JSDF/SAT members in the room.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Good Morning. Welcome to the apocalypse…2 weeks in since this infection, ⅓ of the world's population has been decimated as far as we know. Countries have been shooting nukes at each other blaming each other for this pandemic which now has completely decimated society as we knew it. With no knowledge if our friends or families are still with us or out there in the streets waiting for us to join them. Now whatever left of society has finally decided to get their head out of their asses and put aside our petty differences to launch a series of operations taking back our world from hell. Locating a proactive group of individuals studying the virus prior to the outbreak. Unfortunately due to the EMP we lost contact with the group and only have a rough gridpoint on their location in this metropolitan area of Japan. We have been ordered to locate these individuals and secure them for evacuation while searching for possible locations to set up a FOBs(Forward Observation Base) or "Sanctuaries" to gather supplies and resources. Now before I continue the reason you guys have been chosen is because honestly you're all that's up and available."
As the room stayed quiet with no one moving a muscle. The large marine speaks up, "wow…so we are really scraping the bottom of the barrel aren't we sir?"
"Yes! Like when you wipe your ass but you can't seem to fully clean it. Like you, you piece of shit! Also thank you for volunteering as our point man Jester!" the silver hair gentleman dead legging the marine. With Kintsugi dropping to the floor.
"Well thank you for your service everyone. So you know we will have very minimal support with command giving us small assets such as MRAPs, supply drops, UAVs, and air support sparingly. So we will be rucking with a lot of our gear on our own. JSDF/SAT please ask us for support as we know you guys aren't used to these long term operations.".
The purple hair SAT operative interrupts with her raising her hand. " What are our SOPs(Standard Operating Procedures) for civilians we may find along the way?"
"That's a good question, Chief Minami. As of right now we don't have anything set in stone so its up to our discretion but I would not want us to go out of our way to save a few lives while our end goal is to find individuals who can save millions…" The old man answered.
The SAT operative just nods as she goes deep into thought.
"Now the JSDF and US Military are going all out with this. Even SOCOM is issuing us special spectrashield uniforms with bite resistant materials but they aren't very breathable so make sure you stay hydrated. Along with new HK416s for prolonged fights,M110k's as our sniper rifles, suppressors, belt feds, and GPNVG night vision goggles in limited amounts. We will also be wearing lightweight plate carriers as there have been sights of some outlaws taking over small Police and JSDF armories but the biggest round we will be facing at worst will be 7.62 which is not common in the Japanese armory." The older gentleman is now lighting up a cigarette.
"Now understand none of you are obligated to follow suit with this mission. You may leave now without any judicial punishment against you. Going once"
The room went quiet with everyone looking at each other.
"Twice"
All stay seated.
"Ok I guess we are all in this! Which is a shame cause they locked the door after we all came in haha!" Old man laughing heavily.
Everyone looked displeased as they found they didn't have a choice at all.
"Well let me introduce you to your Section leaders. We will have our lead and 1st section leader Corporal Kintsugi call him Sui or Jester. Him and I just got off a deployment so we are still a bit on edge but you definitely want him and his Marines in any fight."
"Rahs" filled the room with the four marines making up the 1st section mentioned earlier.
" He will be our main translator and pointman as he was a local of the area growing up. 2nd lead for JSDF is Chief Rika Minami, her second in command Corporal Kou Tojo will be their group's translator and medic. Both were classed in the top 5 best snipers in the JSDF as Rika 3rd and Kou as 2st despite being a younger soldier. They are also both locals and will assist in the navigation."
Cat whistles filled the room with the introduction of Rika and her team of JSDF and SAT operatives.
" Lastly, my team from JSOC, we all speak a little Japanese but we only understand it so you know. It will consists of Wrecker, our radio man and Nomad, our biowarfare and intel specialists. To make up for the numbers we have here with the red hair is the lovely Petty Officer Kenko who graciously volunteered as our backup medic and designated female medical officer for any woman we may come across. And lastly I am the soon to be retired Major Helms but you can just call me Wolfe and I'll be your OIC(Officer in charge) but I'll leave it up to your two section leaders as much as possible unless I need to interfere or guide" finishing off his cigarette into the table.
The room starts to fill with chatter after the introduction of the chain of command.
"Major Helms? From Delta right?"
"The leading figure on the war of terror?"
With only for it to be interrupted by a loud click as the room has been unlocked from the outside.
Wolfe gets up realizing it's for him telling everyone to be "at ease" and to "mingle" till he gets back.
With that Sui walks up to the brown hair JSDF who was mad dogging him the entire briefing.
"So is that really you Kou? If it is I hope you die a painful death and FUCK YOU! If not you're not him I'm really sorry you have to look like him."
"Are you still mad I didn't message you when you were in Afghanistan?! Some of us are busy!" The boy quickly gets in the face of Sui.
"Clearly not busy enough to only be the "2nd" best sniper in the JSDF." Smirking at his old acquaintance.
"I'm not even a sniper! I just happened to get picked in my platoon and I somehow got 2nd place!" headbutting his larger friend.
Rika comes in between them, "Old friend of yours Kou?"
"Remember that guy I told you about that I went to America with in the summers that taught me a lot of hunting and shooting. It was this guy". Kou pointing into Sui's cheek. Barely dodging bites from him.
"To think your friend would also be part of that unit who pushed back "them" in Okinawa." Rika said while crossing her arms making her cleavage more abundantly noticeable.
"It's what happens when you pull out a group of testosterone filled Marines out of the sandbox into a zombie film. It's literally one of the top 5 things to talk about in the military next to robbing banks". Sui said proudly.
"Well glad to have you watching my back, Sui." Rika said with a smile while elbowing Sui's arm playfully.
(I'll happily watch your back Rika.) Sui is thinking to himself. Soon to snap its delusions of the Rika's tight ass in that combat suit and took a more serious tone.
"So how's it been here? I've only got small updates from friends in America but it sounds more controlled compared to Japan?" Sui asked concernedly.
"Just a mess of panic and anarchy here man. Japan just doesn't have enough firepower like you Americans have. Luckily your dad and Master Busujima are overseas at PACOM(US Pacific Command) together. But chances of Saeko being alive are not high. It's been almost 2 weeks since the pandemic and no sight of her name being in the list of survivors on any of the sanctuary ships." Kou said reluctantly.
"Saeko was part of Fujimi high right? My friend called me not too long ago before I lost signal from the EMPs. She and a group of students seem to have made it out of the school at least." Rika said, lighting up a cigarette.
"Rika here wants to prioritize some areas she believes they may be-"Kou getting cut off by Rika pinching on cheek.
"When did you start calling your superiors by their first name or without any honorifics?"Rika pulling on Kou's ear.
"When I beat you in the sniper competition, rifle range, fitness test and…OW! STOP PULLING SO HARD!" Kou resisting Rika.
"Are you guys a thing?" Sui was wondering.
"Maybe?" Rika said with a devilish smile.
"She wishes she was my type." Kou instinctively said.
Sui just smiles as he seems to get a nostalgic feeling with his interaction with talking to the two.
"Reminiscing?" Kou notices Sui being in a daze.
"Sharp as ever I see" Sui delighted to be reunited with an old friend.
"It only took the end of the world to bring you back home. After Saeko dumped you." Kou jokingly said.
"I wish we got that far. I probably wouldn't have moved to the U.S. then."Sui was very hurt from the comment.
"So you're hoping to find your ex?" Rika wondered.
"It's a bit complicated…" Sui said hesitantly.
Kou comforts his friend by putting his arm over his shoulder.
"I mean you can still shoot for Rika over here. She is single and only twent-" Kou getting cut off by a headlock by Rika.
"How dare you share a woman's age." Rika calmly but viciously choked out Kou.
"Before I die my last words are that she's bi-" Kou said before Rika tightening her hold on Kou's neck.
The room filled with silenced staring at Purple beauty choking the life out their fellow teammate and somehow simultaneously everyone said."Nice"
"Looks like you get a chance to Reina." Sui smiling at the young red-haired corpsman.
"Well…I'm not opposed to the idea." Reina said in a playful way.
Which delighted all the men in the room with glee.
"Men are easy to please. Even in the end of the world." Reina announced.
"What do you expect from a bunch of testosterone filled guys coming from deployment. We just moved from one hell to another…but I think we prefer this one over the other." Sui said stealing a puff from Rika's cigarette she put down to choke Kou.
The door swings open for Wolfe to come back to the room with a box full of uniforms. In the room he notices Sui with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Why are you smoking on the ship!" Wolfe throws the box at Sui, hitting him in the face.
"What's with the bullshit double standard!" Sui said getting up outrage by the double standard.
"Shut up, get ready to head out, we move out at 0900 hours! Operation Scalpel is a go!"
0800, Armory
The team loads up their gear and ammo. A table of HK416 rifles, MK46 belt fed machine guns, M110k and other accessories. Rika grabs a HK PSG-1 only for it to be taken away by Sui right away.
"Excuse me?" Rika said, puzzled as he watched Sui strapping the rifle onto his pack.
"I'll be the pack mule of the group. There's no way for you to quickly grab it if it's on your back so that's why us teammates carry stuff on our back panels for other guys to grab for us" Sui also grabbed a Sawed off M79 Grenade Launcher and Sawed off M870 shotgun.
"Is this your way of winning me over?" Rika said with a smile.
"If I say it was, would it work?" Sui said.
"You scored some points…" Rika smiles.
Kou then nonchalantly takes some of Sui extra gear and packs it into his own. "You're not the only one who wants to find her you know…."
Sui and Rika smiled and continued to pack their gear,
In another part of the armory Wolfe and his group gears up.
"I'm starting to think we weren't all that was available… You got anything on this Nomad?" A large African American male with a name tape flashing Wrecker on it.
"Who knows what the brass is thinking?" A masked operative with the nametape Nomad on his uniform.
"As long as I get to retire with a Modelo in Cabu without worrying about someone trying to eat me, they can do whatever they want. At least this is something everyone benefits from." Wolfe added into the conversation as he packs a carton of smokes into his pack.
0900 Welldeck of the JS Izumo
The squad huddle in their designated LCAC(Landing Craft, Air Cushion) and move out to the city to possibly find hope for their situation and to search for lost loved ones.
Wolfe pulled out a flask and took a swig of it before passing it around.
"Jester! Some words of encouragement before we embark on our crusade." Wolfe pushed Sui up to the middle of the compartment.
"Ladies…Gentleman…the world is now filled with people eating others…so in reality nothing really has changed. Once again we are here to clean up someone else's mess like we always do when we are called. We may not start these wars but we will definitely finish it! For some of you who want to live your own Apocalyptic fetishes this is your time to shine." Sui finishes up noticing some smiles in the group.
As the LCAC starts its landing on the shore. Everyone checks their gear and weapons. With a loud buzz of the ramp dropping.
Roaring of an MRAP engine, cracking of necks and knuckles fill the LCAC as the squad prepares to depart.
"Radio check?" Sui calls for comm in the first MRAP.
"Got you loud and clear. How copy?" Kou answers.
"Lima Charlie(Loud & Clear for radio etiquettes) on all." Wreck answers on the radio.
"Alright Task Force Scalpel. Let's show them who the real monsters are? Shall we?" Wolfe lighting up a cigarette while messing with his radio.
End of Prologue.
Decide to make small profiles of each Operator per chapter.
Character Name and Callsign: Sui "Jester" Kintsugi
Rank/Organization: Corporal/USMC Recon
Age: 19
Height: 6'2 or 188cm
Weight: 210lbs or 95kg
Personality: Friendly/ Vulgar/ Joker/ Calm/ Playful
Strengths: Literal Strength/ Emotional Intelligence/ Leadership/CQC/CQB1/Firearm expert/ Kendo/
Flaws: Dark Humor/ Lack of Tact/ Flirty/ Protective
Hobbies: Shooting/Working out/ MMA/ Manga/ Anime/ Movies
Goals: Finish Marine Corps contract/ Meet Saeko again/ Beat Master Busujima
Weapons: HK416/ Sawed off M79(thanks to SOCOM not a normal armament for Recon its usually the M203, HK GL, or the M32 Rotary GL)/ Sawed off Remington 870/ Beretta M9a1(the timeline in the anime/manga Recon would be either using these or the Colt M45 1911).
Position & Skills: Pointman/ Translator/ Fireteam Leader/