So I just noticed some minor errors on the last chapter that I should have corrected but I will get them corrected. So this will be the start to a long going series. I have a plot in mind and I have some romances already in progress. But I wanted to take the free space here to ask of something from you readers and reviewer's lol. When I write I have to be listening to music from anime and video games to get a feeling for a certain situation and character. Like the filler (which I'm going to keep it to stop my writers block and entertain ya'll a bit) I used the soundtrack to Zombies from COD: Black Ops to get a feel for the details. So in this story I'll add this –PS- before a certain scene so you guys can add your own soundtrack as you read plus initials of a certain OC so you can start the personalized choices, this –ET- will mean to end it. Now for those who specific OCs that got accepted I would like to ask if you can leave a review and tell me if your character has a specified theme. That way others and I can get into the mood of the character as the scene will play out to a certain track. You can pick a song from an Anime, Game, or Artist if you have a song that isn't from any of the other 2. I suggest instrumentals seeing as the words won't get in the way. Why did I bring this up on Chapter 1? Cause I'm weird like that :P. For Zion & Sarah I have chosen two specific themes for each and I'll give you an explanation as to why cause its random.

Zion gets Xions theme from Kingdom Hearts (and before you say it…I know about the similarities of the name haha). It's touching and very soft to a point where it relates to his vibe. YouTube it if you haven't heard it before. Also the theme is related due to the explanation for the girls theme= Xion: "Am I really a puppet?...I just want to be with my friends…but my time will come…"

Sarah will get Roxas theme from Kingdom Hearts. Now I know it would seem to be better on Zion but I chose to place it on her for she can relate as you all read from the Prologue. Roxas: "Everything that is close to me is disappearing, and so will I…"

Sorry for the long intro but I thought I might spice things up for a bit…so with out further interruption…

The Living Hope

The clear blue sky hovers over the early birds of the day. Not a cloud can be seen anywhere in any of the three different skies. All seems to be going well, it just feels like a normal day. But inside the bodies of certain civilians around the world there brews Armageddon…

Subject: Zion

"The Lost Soldier"

Walking towards the school of his current friend, Zion puts his hands in his pockets and sighs. "Knowing her she might just torture me" he thought to himself as he walked up the front of the school. He had agreed to be the test subject for the entire cooking clubs food and desserts. But it usually ends up being him doing ridiculous errands and being used as a toy for all the girls. So he decided not to wear his usual attire and put on regular wear.

Before he walked into the school something caught his attention at the street behind him. A woman in a lab coat can be seen kicking and screaming at her car in vulgar Spanish words. He felt bad and wanted to help but decided on not prying into other people's problems. In fact he could recall her from somewhere but he couldn't see her face at the moment. He shrugged his shoulders and went into the school, heading for the roof.

Subject: Meralis

"The Loving Doctor"

"Cono!" was all she could muster after several minutes of yelling and calling for someone to pick up her rental. Her usual car was being transported to her job today from the repair shop. Already the day was looking bad for her. An ominous wind blows past her; she held her hair with one hand. The wind felt wrong to her some how. As if it was giving a warning for her to keep her guard up. "Maybe I shouldn't go out on the trip" the thought kept running in her head as she ran to work.

Bad feelings can come from anywhere but when the earth gives you a warning its something to keep in mind. Its something that was taught to her by her father and it somehow slipped into her mind as she opened the door to the shelter. But the sad looks in her client's faces snapped her out of her trance, they needed her full attention, so she put on a smile. Walking into her office the sound of a fire truck can be heard zooming by.

Subject: Jon

"The Unbearable Flirt"

Holding onto the back of the fire truck for dear life as it zipped to the fire that has been reported. There hung on the man named Jon. He thought about how early it was for there to even be a fire. Looking down to his watch to make sure it was the time he thought it was. In shock, the man saw that it wasn't even 8:30am yet but there was already a fire alert. Its times like this that gets to him the most. Families barely getting up to eat breakfast until one thing goes wrong to cause a huge fire. The images of the ones he lost poured into his head yet again, always there before he leaps into action.

He'd make sure that nothing of true value would be burned today. Not while he was on his way to stop it. For a quick second the man caught a glimpse of a blonde girl almost getting hit by the on coming truck. He wanted to say something to her but the fire he had to put out was all he could think about. His prayers of getting there faster were thrown into the sky, hoping it would reach god.

Subject: Stephanie

"The Short Fused Sniper"

Barely dodging the truck in a matter of seconds, Stephanie picks herself up from the floor. Landing on her butt wasn't part of what the young blonde wanted to do today before school. But life has a funny way of picking on her. "Maybe it was my fault for not paying attention" she whined as she rubbed her bruised bottom. Quickly snapping out of her little moment to realize that she had to go back inside the local pool she worked at. Forgetting your phone at the work place was never a smart idea for anyone. Especially in her case seeing as everyone there liked to snoop around and get any type of dirt they can.

All her friends were going on a camping trip in the afternoon. This left her alone for the entire week they were to be gone. That didn't faze her though, she knew it would happen and felt it was coming for a while now. Making it to her locker she felt a chill run down her spine as she opened it. Checking if someone was around that made her feel so uneasy. Alone, no one was around. She moved quick and grabbed the phone from where she placed it. Not a second later she ran as fast as she could out of the place to the outside. Little did she know there was someone lying on the floor in the near by closet, the persons skin was a color of grey.

Stephanie stopped running when she got outside to feel her phone move in her hand. It was a text message from Rebecca.

Subject: Sarah

"The Noble Priestess"

Sarah watched her friend text away while they waited for class to start. It had already begun to get annoying for her. The past day just replayed in her mind over and over again as the other girls clicking buttons kept getting louder. Usually the girl would be out saving someone's life at the moment but no one was out of his or her respective classrooms. There had been an announcement over the schools intercom that everyone needed to be in class immediately. Looking out the window was all she could do to zone out the noise. Classmates laughing about what they saw on TV the night before. The teacher reading his usual magazine, even though it was obvious that there were some type of pornographic images hidden within the magazine. Everything felt so 'Blah'…

She caught a glimpse of the schools "White Knight" on the rooftop. The image of him doing outrageous things for her club was something to look forward to. Zion had always tried to do the right thing even if he got humiliated during the process. A small giggle was let out unknowingly at the idea of him being a slave. Rebecca caught on and asked, "What are you thinking about?" as if she didn't know. The girl leaned in and poked Sarah in her arm trying to get a response.

"You'll see" Sarah said with a smile on her face.

Subject: Geoffrey

"The Gun Hero"

Having enough of the noise all around him, Geoffrey gets up from his seat and walks past the two girls behind him. He over heard the two talking about a surprise before exiting the room for good. Today was suppose to be the day that he gets to go home early due to most of his classes being canceled. But now he is being forced to sit in one classroom all day long so the principal can look good in front of the superintendant and the board of education. That won't stop him though. He needed to get home soon and would be damned if anything was going to stop him.

There is an important package waiting for him at his place. Something he was getting from a friend very far away. Walking out to the front of the school, ignoring the yells of the security guards, he walks home. Just as he turns the corner a cold wind blows right past him. Ice-cold chills ran through his body. Something obviously tried to tell him something.

xXx

A few hours later in the far west…

Subject: Carmina

"The Lovable Spirit"

Running to her gym class that was across the school. Carmina never really got used to changing in the locker rooms. She had to change in the restrooms on the far side of the school. This was what others had known her for in class. The sweet high spirited girl can befriend a scary looking man but super shy when it comes to changing in front of her peers. It didn't bug her though; she laughs it off and continues on with her life. Today was special to her and no one can change her mood no matter what. Dashing for the double doors she caught a glimpse of the clock. It felt like it was past 7 already.

Not paying attention to what was in front of her, she bumps into someone. Dazed a bit from the impact against the person. Not one to be rude to others though she apologized and ran off without looking at whom she bumped into. She can't stop for nothing right now. Someone was waiting for her at the gym to let her know about a certain subject. Her heart was racing.

Subject: Albert

"The Loyal Enigma"

The young man straightens his clothes up a bit from the impact he had. Blushing a bit from still feeling the small girls body up against his. Albert is never the type of guy to stay with naughty thoughts in his head. But today it crept into his mind slowly, it felt right for some reason. Reality snapped him out of it as a fellow classmate wearing a pink shirt passes by him. He knew her, mostly everyone did, he opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. Again he failed to communicate with someone.

He had completely forgotten why he was in the hallway in the first place. He was supposed to patrol the halls and stop anyone who was still out. They either presented a hall pass or they were to be sent to the principal. Two girls slipped by him already. It wasn't acceptable. He had to stay focused on the task at hand or face the consequences of an incomplete job.

Subject: Jill

"The Lonely Chemist"

Jill had been beaten up recently. Still feeling the punches and kicks on her skin and bones. Tears drop from her eyes of the pain she had to endure. These were the moments she messed her mentor the most. Her touch, her smile, and her beautiful voice that soothed the teen's soul after the beatings she got. All Jill had was the pain remedy that was in the chemistry lab. The doctor had played around with medicine and herbs to make a drinkable pain reliever. "I don't make these for profits. I make them for me and the people I care about" the voice echoed in her head. She admired her for being the way she was passionate with her creation.

To follow her mentors lead, Jill does the same with her creations. Even though she has no one to care for at the moment. She makes it to the lab door and slowly works her way to the cabinet full of soda bottles. No one ever dares to drink them as the bottles are labeled with "deadly toxins" stickers. The teen takes out a bottle full of blue liquid and gulps it down quick. Its effects start up fast, making her feel light headed and cancels the pain. Limping over to the window and chair that belonged to her angel. She spots a figure flying by at a distance as she sits down to fall asleep on the table next to her.

Subject: Ben

"The Wannabe"

The skater boy loves to torment the security gaurds in the morning. Skating on the property was forbidden and this was his way of getting those fat assed excuses for security to get up and exercise. A few minutes go by as he finishes up the final lap around the school. Finally bored with the Cat & Mouse game, Ben skates off to the inner city of Los Angeles. There is bound to be something he can do there to fuel his urge to fly. Jumping off things and crossing gaps over rooftops were his favorite things to do. They made him feel alive. Hopping over a small can of tuna, he slipped and fell face first to the ground.

Rubbing his nose to make sure it was broken or bleeding, he picked himself up. His board had continued moving not to far away from him. Cursing the whole way to the board as loud as his lungs allowed him to. A noise was heard from a far that made him clinch his fist and grit his teeth. The one thing that always gets to him no matter the situation. A laugh. He turned to the source and found that it was a scary looking guy in a trench coat. His vibe screamed "I'll Kill YOU". Ben did not want to push himself into a fight that was obvious to him that he could not win. So he just skated off in the opposite direction towards the tall buildings.

Subject: Jorge

"The Scarred Monster"

His bag felt lighter somehow. Like he had forgotten something at home or he had some how gotten stronger that it feels light. Whatever the reason might be it wasn't important at the moment. The kid hitting his face on the floor reminded him of the competition coming soon to the dojo. All those faces he gets to hit with his training sword. It isn't allowed to hit the face but that didn't stop him from doing it or thinking about it. The images sickened him to the core, but it was still something that he wanted to do. Everyday was a struggle for him. Every time he sparred with someone besides his usual partner would get a bruise by his blade. Having the knowledge of the human anatomy in his head, hitting his opponent in an obvious open area is too good to pass up.

Looking up at the dojo as he walks right by it. He hopes that he gets a glimpse of the girl he holds close to his heart. It might just get him through the day as he tries to blend into the crowd known as high school. Which is impossible for him since he stands out a lot. No such luck though. Jorge just sighed heavily and continued walking towards the school.

Subject: Yukiko

"The Samurai Goddess"

Yukiko wanted to see if she could catch Jorge before he passed by the dojo. It was on his usual route to school of course. But the elders at the dojo kept her from leaving the inside due to the major over haul needed for the tournament. It was taking place in a couple weeks and it's the first time ever in the family dojo. They needed to get everything just right and make sure nothing is out of place. To Yukiko it was important of course, but she felt as they she should be at school. "Why must it always be what they want of me?". Her thought was soon broken by the sound of a gun being fired from a far.

Guns were something that only those who couldn't fight or those without any sort of honor used for easy kills. Jorge trained with them for a bit, it was something that bugged her about him. But the times have changed. It calls for some kind of knowledge on using the weapon. Yukiko brushed off the noise, as it was always something that happened around her neighborhood. She walked towards the man that kept her from going out to get her education.

xXx

The clock strikes 10:40 in the big apple…

Subject: Patrick

"The Humble Knight"

A field trip was always a great chance for students to relax and learn while on the go. It was something that the knight within Patrick was looking forward to. The new museum that opened up had an exhibit for medieval times. He knew a lot about the codes to being a true knight of those times. But to actually feel the things they used as weapons and armor gave him such a thrill. All his friends made fun of him during the whole way there. Little did he care, it was something he was passionate about and no one can take that from him. Feeling nervous about the odd looks he's getting from the girls he sneaks off. Unknown to him, someone was watching.

Finally getting the chance to be alone. Patrick made it to the exhibit without a problem or any followers. He walked around mesmerized by the artifacts that lay before him. Armors, Broadswords, Axes, Documents, Paintings, and other items filled the room. A little boys dream come true. After several minutes had gone by for him, Patrick decides to head back to the class. Someone had bound to have realized that he was gone by now.

Subject: Rhys

"The Silent Warrior"

Rhys let the young man separate from the rest of the class seeing as he wasn't suppose to be with them in the first place. The young man had recently been removed from the private school he was falsely living in. After bouncing around from place to place, Rhys just thought it might do for a bit. So now he snuck on the bus to get closer into the city. There is bound to be an apartment somewhere he can get into that isn't currently being used. Losing the class in the giant crowd he gave up looking for them and walked outside. There was nothing left to do but go look for any unoccupied apartments.

A man caught his attention as he descended the stairs leading to the museum. He had the weirdest smile on his face and a can of aerosol in his hand. Although it seemed odd, it wasn't all that weird in the big city. But that was someone else's problem. Rhys needed a place to crash and it wasn't just going to fall into his lap or easy to find.

Subject: Martinus

"The Explosive Madman"

Everyone kept giving him awkward looks as he walked to the local school. Maybe it was the scars that he had on his face or the way he smiled about the thoughts of his experiments. Whatever the reason may be for the stares he just ignored them and played with the lighter he kept in his pocket. The object kept him calm. After several minutes on the bus that took him near the school, Martin raced to the front of the school. Not really the type of person to get over excited about certain things like the regular people normally do. But this was a day of new experiments and new chemicals to toy around with. Its always great for a physicists son to follow his dads lead by making his own way into the world. And if that way is full of colorful explosions that he can make up with certain elements then that's something he wanted.

In the exact second he reached to open the front door a blonde woman opens it for him. She gives him a smile and steps aside for him to walk inside. He stares at her for a while, a beauty like her never actually appeared to him like this before. "Are you ok sir?" she said sweetly. This caused him to move closer to the girl. Unbearably close to the girl in fact that she walked back too far that she hit the wall. His face was inches away from hers; something told him that he needed to stop. He thanked her for the door and walked off

Subject: Patricia

"The Fiery Model"

Her heart had never beat against her chest so fast in her entire life. Was it the fact that he was looking into her soul with his eyes? It felt that way. Or maybe it was just the feeling a girl gets when a man corners a lady such as herself to the wall. Now wasn't the time to think about such things. She must get out of the school to her job as soon as possible. It was a models dream to get into the job she was offered and she didn't need to do much to get it either. So she got out of there and got into a cab as it was a sure bet to get her there quick. As she told the driver the address a small teen popped up in front of the cab and waved. All three of them felt a bit of awkwardness resting on top of them for a few seconds.

The young girl slowly got out of the way and allowed the cab to rush off. That was the second weirdest thing that happened to her today. Deep down she hoped that nothing else would weird her out for at least the rest of the day. But something told her that the weirdness was just starting.

Subject: Emma

"The Hyperactive Gamer"

The tiny girl wasn't expecting a cab to get in her way of sneaking around a certain crowd of men. Just her luck too, they spot her and call her over to them. She wasn't in the mood to be around the guys today of all days. They spent several minutes talking about strategies and gaming events. Her father was all she could think about as she talked with them about things that seemed important. It's the mans birthday today and all the girl wants to do is sneak out of school to get her hands on the perfect gift. Watching him open the gift was something to look forward to and have him hug her for the gift was also a bonus. She loved her father very much. He puts his life on the line everyday as one of the boys in blue. Everyday he goes out to stop crimes she fears he won't be coming back. This is why she wants today to go as smoothly as possible for both of them.

A text message pops up on her phone. It was from a friend she had several years ago that ended badly. Emma brought the message up on the screen to see what the girl had to say after so many years. "The time has come. I found him. Send me a reply if you want me to go further". She shivered with eyes wide open; it couldn't be what she thought it was. Her heart broke at the fact that her old friend still kept a promise even though they weren't friends. Hands still shaking from what she read, Emma brought it up and started to write back. The guys watched her with concern as they wondered what could turn the bubbly girl into such a mess.

Subject: Aya

"The Distant Strategist"

School was the farthest thing from the bookworms' head at the moment. On the other hand, she did promise her parents that she would go. Still lying in bed with nothing on but her underwear. She moved her head to the side so she can get a better look at the sorry excuse of an outfit her mother got her. The banging of a door can be heard through her wall. Must be a fighting couple or something for them to constantly bang on a door like that. The girl got up from bed and got dressed in her usual schoolgirl clothes. Even though the girl had no respect for her parents she had to keep a promise. But every time she tried to move her thoughts from topic to topic the more it came back to one thing. Its been her number one goal in life for over 10 years now.

Finally after all this time it's been under her nose and she didn't even realize it. The banging sounds got louder and louder as she stared directly into her computer screen. Screams start to fill the air. She places her hand on the screen, as if she were drawn to it some how. Her phone vibrates erratically on her bed and the screams are now coming from the walls. Irritated from the noises she picks up her phone to see three calls from her parents and a text from Emi. Completely ignoring the calls, she opens the text. "Do it". A smile forms on her face as she texts back "His name is Zion". When she pressed send the banging suddenly started on her door.

xXx

Around the country people have started attacking each other. Those who were attacked became sick, spreading the madness.

Zion heard the screams coming from the inside of the school. He charged to the side of the roof so he can get a look at what was going on. All that he can think of was some poor kid having a gun and going on a shooting spree. What was really going on made that scenario look like a picnic compared to the reality. He couldn't believe what he was witnessing at the moment. Students and teachers were ripping each other apart, blood and flesh everywhere. The young man dashed for the door leading to the stairway. He had to get to Sarah and Rebecca as fast as he could before they were hurt. Everyone in the school went wild in fear, friends and teachers pushing anyone they bump into not caring what happens to the person they once called friend or student.

From the stairs Zion watches as all of the chaos. Two students have cornered another student in a corner. The poor kid only had a broom to defend himself against the two. In fear, the kid tosses the broom as a stall tactic but fails miserably and it flies right over the two. It left him wide open for the two other students to tackle him and sink their teeth into his flesh. He screamed from the pain with all his might, as it was too much for him. They just kept peeling him apart. Soon they boy stopped screaming and twitching, he was gone.

Vomit seeped up to Zion's throat but he pushed it back down. He picked up the broom and broke it half with his foot. This provided him with a weapon to stab anyone that tried to get near. "Sarah where are you?"

She was in the middle of the school trying to find her friend. Rebecca had gotten up to use the bathroom before this started happening. Sarah had tried to save some of the students from getting killed but the attackers were too strong. They are abnormally strong, even the skinny looking ones were able to tackle the biggest of jocks. It killed her to watch everyone around her get brutally attacked liked this. But finding Rebecca and getting out of the school was more important now. "Why is this happening?" she let out while running towards the gym. It had to be empty by now, she could get a chance to breathe without having to worry about getting killed by whatever this was.

Her hopes were crushed at the sight of all the bodies on the floor. Blood flowing out of them, their intestines sticking out of them, arms and legs scattered about. Unlike Zion she couldn't hold back her vomit and let it out. She heard a male voice calling out to her but couldn't make it out. Familiar and yet not someone she can place. Feeling dizzy, she looks around to find the source of the yelling to find the bully from the day before. He didn't have on his clothes except for a pair of boxers. God only knows why that is but right now it wasn't something she wanted to know.

The bully was surrounded by a group of students slowing limping to him. He kicks them back if they got close enough to try anything. All Sarah could do was watch from a far, too queasy to try anything. He may have been a jerk but even a bully deserves to live. She built up enough strength to move her feet little by little towards the near by closet. There had to be a weapon of some sort inside she can use to keep them at bay. Before she could even open the door a scream flies into her ear. The guy was tackled by one of them and pinned him against the wall so the others can get to him. Each one of the attackers jumps in and start to tear the flesh right off his bones. Sarah felt sick watching in horror as he was actually being eaten alive right in front of her. One of them seemed familiar to her, his glasses were broken and skin missing from his face. It didn't come to her though. Giving up on the door she just ran out and once again began to search for lost friend.

I had to end it like that haha. I had fallen asleep last night trying to finish this up. The next chapter will feature the rest of them figuring out how to survive and making sense of it all. Now the music is optional just so you all know, figured I would try to help you all out. I know there are some gaps in the stories but those are to be filled out for the future. I hope I did right to your OCs for this chapter…if I didn't I'm sorry and I will get better. So please Read, Review, and Reload your guns.