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The following file was written in Spanish and translated with as much accuracy as possible. The file has been unedited. File Date: March 13, 2009
Dammit all, why did this have to happen? I had tickets to go see Metallica with my bros... Oh well, life goes on, eh? Name's Santiago, but for the life of me, I hate that name, so please call me Kazu, it's Japanese for peace, and usually that's what people say about me. I've been reading all the files so far before these, and it's actually quite interesting as to how everyone found out about the disease. Pyro and Charmed... one hell of a couple, always holding each other outside of combat, I wonder if they've fucked yet...? Who knows...? Angel's not that bright of a kid, but he is a good kid, guess that's what it's like in Pyro's family, big idiots with big hearts... hard to handle, but always make you smile. Now As for the doctor, he's fucking hilarious; I can't believe he actually kept a chainsaw in his doctor's office! I wonder if they based the Texas Chainsaw Massacre movies about him...? Well, he hasn't killed any of us yet so I guess we're safe... And now we go to Tezema and Advent. Tezema is my best friend, while she does prefer industrial over metal, we get along just fine, her skills with small knives is insane... heh, she did have a good teacher, after all. And Advent, he's a Brazilian with one hell of an attitude, quiet and intelligent, and passionate around Tezema. That works just fine with me, I've never really seen anything worth dating in Meg because she's too high-strung for my tastes... but as it stands, Tezema and Charmed might be the only two girls alive in our group that might still want to reproduce, but it sure ain't gonna be with me. I have a strict code never to go after a girl if she's happily taken with another guy, that and Charmed can be a bit too high-maintenance for me, I prefer girls who don't mind metal and my laid-back attitude... shame those were rare around Colombia... ah well... I was at home when the outbreak started facing off against my father. Not my bastard stepfather who I hope got eaten by an infected, but the man who actually cared about me and has the same blood as me flowing through his veins. We were sparring as usual in our dojo that we own high up in the mountains of Caracas when the outbreak happened. He heard the news of the infected attacks at the same time I did. We were sipping beer (My dad doesn't mind if I drink alcohol) and watching the news when we heard of the infected attacks.
"Every major city in the world has been attacked by surprise assaults of a new 'killer disease' we are unable to discern the cause at this point in time, but several scientists are working together as we speak to develop a cure. In fact, we're just hearing about… Felipe, why did you stop filming…?" The camera ran off and the female live reporter's screams would be heard. Moments later, the studio was being shown live.
"We are experiencing some technical difficulties; we will now broadcast from inside the studio." My dad took one look at me and he nodded.
"Santiago… it seems this is not a joke… My Dojo, my life… I leave to you… your name may be changed to whatever you please…" I nodded and asked him
"Dad… what will you do?" he took one look at me and threw me the keys to his motorcycle.
"I think I'll take a little walk…" he took one sword with him and walked out; I would never see my father again. But at the same time, I felt free, now I was on my own, free to do as I wanted to do. No one stopping me, huh? Well, there was only one thing to do now, go fucking nuts! I ran outside with a set of five katanas and kept three of them sheathed on my person, I went on my recently given motorcycle, and revved that baby up, the road was open, although everyone else was worried and suffering, I was smiling.
"GIMME FUEL, GIMME FIRE, GIMME THAT WHICH I DESIRE!" I revved up my motorcycle with that, and charged out smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. I had one Katana sheathed as I rode, soon enough, I saw them. The infected were much uglier in person, I didn't care, I tore one head right off and rode right past them, I smiled as soon as I reached the main city, and it was like those video games Pyro loves to play. One hero, alone in a city gone chaotic, with only a sword and thousands of infected and mentally unstable people coming to kill him I liked those odds! I parked quite properly along the side of the street, and the noise had already summoned plenty of the infected my way. I pulled out two katanas and smiled as I saw at least twenty walking towards me with their pathetic, rotten faces. "I'll send you all off to never never land!" I pulled out to katanas and tore through two of them by slicing them clean in half, they didn't seem to flinch as I came. No reflexes on these bitches. One of them tried to come from me behind but I shoved that one's face into a glass window and impaled her, the window broke, and I couldn't help but laugh
"Chop your breakfast on a mirror, bitch!" After about half an hour, I got to my motorcycle without much of a problem and hid out in an alleyway, I get tired after fighting for a while. I noticed that some of the infected's flesh were moving even after they were dead… well, dead again. I saw the flesh move closer together, I'm not gonna lie, it was pretty damn cool, but at the same time, I was scared shitless... I had to make a phone call…
"Hel-" I interrupted her
"Where are you?" I could hear the frustration in her voice
"I'm at Dr. Salvador's with Miguel…" I made the choice that second
"Understood, I'll be right there, Megan." I hung up on her right after that, I ran to my motorcycle and rode over to Doctor Salvador's. Mr. Sunshine was the name we gave him, I rode there and reached the area about forty minutes after the call. I knocked on the door and said
"Yo! It's Kazu! Open up!" Mr. Sunshine opened the door for me with a smile and a handshake
"Hello there, Santiago, my, you look tired." I walked in and noticed the flesh was burning in the fireplace, guess the doc had noticed it, too. We both spoke about the current situation, and I noticed Advent holding Tezema in his arm as she slept, the guy was scared for his girl; I didn't blame him at all. Roughly fifteen minutes after I showed up, a van was parked in the parking lot outside, Pyro, Charmed, and Angel all walked in, and I ran up to give Pyro a hug
"Waddup, bro!?" He responded with a frown and a teary face
"My parents are…" he didn't need to say any more, Charmed held him in his arms crying softly, I gave angel his own hug and said
"Hey, don't worry, little guy, we'll get through this, ok?" The doctor quickly took a look at them and nodded
"No wounds, just psychological shock, it seems." We all sat down calmly, for the first time in a while, I was the first to pitch the question.
"So… what the fuck do we do now?"
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