Hello, everyone~! Hope you all had a great week~!
I got the chapter up a day early. Rein's birthday is in a little more than a week, and I have a lot of projects to catch up on. So, I'm going to be dedicating tomorrow, when I have the most time, and the rest of the week trying to finish my projects so I can do birthday art for when her birthday approaches.
As for the SYOC, I will end it in a few more chapters, after I get Myoko, Zion, and Shun introduced. Ryou will be introduced this chapter. I do hope I portrayed him correctly.
Also, I have decided that there will be two added surprise main characters soon to be introduced. Both created by me.
That's really it for the announcements. I have nothing more to say. If you are interested in submitting a character, see the first chapter for instructions. I hope you all enjoy the chapter. See you next week for the next one.
"Shit." Rein mumbled lowly to herself, red eyes watching cautiously as she observed one of those undead freaks sinking his teeth into some poor woman's neck. Turning her eyes back to her friend, who remained ducking behind a brick wall with her, Rein cracked an amused grin. Ven, at the moment, stared blankly into space, her tiny hand clutched onto a box of apple juice. Through the single, thin straw, she sucked at the container of juice, absentmindedly devouring every last drop of the liquid as she had been for the last ten minutes.
"Ven, I love you." Even though there were zombies all over, her insane laid-back attitude never failed to amuse her.
"So whaddaya think we should do now?" Rein was never one to really come up with plans. She was the sort of girl that completely went with the flow. Fuck plans. But still, she'd rather get an idea or two off of her best friend then sit around, waiting to be attacked. Instead of getting a proper answer, loud, bubbly noises erupted from her juice box. Instead of stopping, Ven continued to suck at it with her expression as blank as ever.
Grinning again, she reached into the duffle bag, filled with juice boxes and various snacks, and pulled out another box of apple juice for Ven. Pulling the box out from the straw, she replaced it with the new juice box, and Ven went on slurping her juice as if nothing had happened.
Rein laughed out loud, not even caring that she hadn't gotten an answer. Her silence was more than enough of a clue.
After all, what much could they possibly do? Right now, all they had to do was protect each other. Protect each other and survive as the world went to shit.
It had only been an hour since they left the mansion, and the two still didn't have a clue of what they were doing. After several close run-ins with zombies, it became pretty clear that they needed to get weapons.
Rein was never good at school, math, science, or any of that other stupid shit teachers tried to force into your heads. Hell, she wasn't even all that great at reading or writing. But if there was one thing she was familiar with—it was the streets and how to survive in them. As soon as she got a feel of what was really going on, she decided: fuck supermarkets and convenience stores. They'd be the first things people would storm. "We'll wait a few days. Y'know, 'till all those stupid fuckers out there start dying off. Then we'll hit the markets and scavenge off whatever's left. When it's time, we can hit the weapon stores too~" It was the first real plan she'd ever come up with in her entire life, and was even more pleased when Ven agreed.
Besides, the two had more than enough snacks, juice boxes, and water bottles in their overly stuffed duffle bag to last them a few days.
But as for weapons, the girls were temporarily screwed. Thankfully, the red-eyed girl had somewhat of an idea for that too. "Once everyone's dead and all, if there are any weapons left, we can break into some houses and pick pocket some dead people~ I'm sure we'll find something!" Damn, she was on a role. Now was just the matter of finding shelter.
"We could maybe hit an abandoned hotel or factory or somethin'. I know like, two." Rein suggested, currently walking down one of the few empty streets not totally teeming with zombies. The few they did see, they dodged and avoided on Ven's suggestion. Naturally, Rein had just wanted to kick them.
Ven shrugged absentmindedly, nibbling on the last bit of her strawberry shortcake bar. "We could do that. But wouldn't people think to try and hide in them?" The pinkette mused to her best friend in a quiet voice before she let out a yawn.
"I don't think so?" Rein answered, her own reply coming out mostly like a question. "People are too chicken-shit to go in those things in the first pla—" At the corner of her eye, the sight of Ven's figure abruptly falling to the ground alarmed her senses. And on instinct, the girl reached out and caught the pinkette before she hit the ground. And any first person's intuition would lead them to panic at the sight of fainting out of nowhere but when Rein got a glimpse of Ven's closed eyelids, all she did was sigh. Her breath was coming out in slow, even puffs, and Rein knew she was fine.
Hoisting the girl up on her back, duffle bag slung over her other shoulder, Rein continued on her way.
Forget what anyone said or what movies showed. So far, this damn apocalypse was boring. Booo-oooriiiiing.
"Ven. Babe. 'Preciate it if you wake up." No answer, and Rein whined to herself. Fuck, she hated being bored. As she ventured off into the less populated, darker area of town, less zombies came to her attention. Guess from the noise of the cars and streets, along with the many screams, they all headed off in the opposite direction.
Good for their safety, but horrible for Rein's boredom.
Right now, she really just wanted to punch a zombie.
"Ugh…" Groaning to herself as the combined weight of the duffle bag and unconscious pinkete was beginning to grow too much, and the girl slumped over. Taking a minute to catch her breath, she jumped up a little, shifting Ven's body further up on her back again.
"We need to stop somewhere before my back breaks." She grumbled to herself. Her body still wasn't in a good condition to be carrying around this much weight. The girl's body was too worn down from exhausted caused by malnutrition, and not having anything to eat for days. Not that she minded carrying Ven. She was just quickly growing exhausted.
Sucking in a large breath and continuing on, she found herself stopping again at the sight of moans and coughing.
Blinking, she whirled around, looking for the source of the noise, when her vision caught on a group of zombies surrounding a boy. From what she could see, a potentially hot boy. The girl visibly gasped and quickly set her best friend down on what she hoped was a secure spot by a wall. Giving Ven one more glance to make sure she'd be okay, Rein ran over.
"Hey! Fucktards!" Finding her boredom suddenly to be gone, she grinned widely and waved both hands up in the air.
"Over heeere~!" One by one, the zombies turned away from the boy. Only staying long enough to catch the sight of snow-white hair and the glitter of blue eyes that seemed to lean more towards an icy color. Ooooh, yes. Definitely a hot guy. How could she let maybe one of the last hot guys left get eaten by zombies? As the zombies changed their source of attention, Rein laughed loudly and darted away, and the zombies followed.
The boy, whose hand had just started to ease up on his chest, finished his painful coughing fit. Groaning, he took his weight off of the wall he leaned on, and stared after the direction the girl disappeared too.
What the hell just happened?
Managing to catch his ragged breath, he ran his fingers through his hair, and sheathed his kanata when he saw there was no longer a zombie in sight. Now that the pain had faded, he could recollect his thoughts. Did that weird girl just save him? Giving the area another look over, the blue-eyed boy shook his head.
"Well, she's probably dead now," he assumed in a low voice. Turning, he took a step towards the opposite direction, when he felt movement under his dark-colored scarf. The little leopard gecko he went to great lengths to hide and protect scurried out, climbing onto his shoulder and from there, hopped onto the wall.
"Tyrax!" He hissed quietly, a scowl forming on his lips. "I told you to stay in my scarf." The gecko showed no signs of listening and its little body made its way over to the lifeless appearing pinkette in the corner. Quickly following the lizard, only now noticing the other girl, he took a hesitant step towards her.
"The hell?" He murmured, kneeling down just a little bit to get a closer look at her, resisting the urge to hiss out Tyrax's name again as he crawled onto her shoulder.
What kind of idiot would sleep out here? When the undead were roaming about? Well, she definitely didn't look bitten. Her blue, star-designed sundress looked totally clean and fresh. Not a drop of blood was on her. The girl didn't even appear to be in any sort of pain. She had to just be asleep.
"Hey." Just wanting to leave and get his gecko back, he gave her a rather rough nudge. "Wake up already." Seriously, who the hell would just fall asleep out here?
Before he could go and nudge her again, the girl's eyes suddenly fluttered on open. Drowsily, she stared up at him, purple eyes darkened with sleep and at the moment, unreadable. Suddenly Ryou didn't even want to utter another word, and his quiet nature quickly sunk in. He half expected the strange pink-haired girl to say something, but she didn't. She still only just stared. And damn did it unnerve the hell out of him.
"The hell are you staring at?" He snapped, and turned out and walked away the moment Tyrax decided to return to his side and took his place back under his sweater. Meanwhile, Ven just stared after him, catching onto the slight awkwardness in his tone. All she did was give a simple, slight tilt of her head to show her confusion.
After all, it wasn't everyday she woke up from one of her unusual, sudden naps, only to be greeted by a hot guy.
Minutes later, Rein finally returned.
"Hot guy." Was the first thing Ven said when she caught sight of her best friend. Rein's eyes instantly glistened with excitement.
"You saw him?! Where, Ven? Where'd the sexy guy go?" At her words, Ven pointed in the direction she knew she saw him leave at.
"That way."
Grasping Ven's wrist, and slipping on the duffle bag she dropped earlier, she gave a whoop and took off where Rein had pointed.
"C'mon, Ven! Let's go find him!"