I need to get out of here, Momo thought frantically, eyes darting around the scene in front of him. The Dead hadn't noticed him yet, fortunately, but if he didn't move they would for sure.

During the hour that he had been stuck with the pandemic going around Seigaku, Momo learned a few things: the Dead had incredible strength. They were able to break down doors easily and grab the people closest to them to feed. The struggling of the terrified students didn't seem to faze them at all and they were able to feed off anyone without problems. The Dead also don't go after their own. They only feed off the living, or people that were dead and hadn't displayed any symptoms of the infection spreading. And the way to kill them was by crushing their head. That he had already known beforehand from playing all those video games involving zombies. Destroying the brain was the way to kill these monsters.

Leaving the school alone when there were that many Dead past the gates was not an option. At least for right now, or until Momo found more survivors.

And that was what he needed to do first. He needed to find more people.

The task in mind, he set off again at a run, trying to avoid as many of the Dead as possible.

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While running, Momo couldn't help but notice that none of the Dead were acknowledging the fact that he was among them. He must have past through dozens of them, his heart pounding every time he accidentally brushed against one, but none noticed him. None so much as moved their heads in his direction.

Is it possible that they can't see me? Momo thought, brows furrowing.

With a grunt, he pushed his legs further to go faster. There was no time to test theories now. That would be for later, when he had people to help him out.

Now gasping for air, Momo slowed down to a stop by the west side of the school. He back up against the wall and took a moment to look around and listen.

Moans.

Wheezes.

Thuds.

Dying shrieks.

And Momo's eyes snapped wider. Past the moans of the Dead, he heard a familiar voice cry out.

"Get the hell away from me!"

Another survivor. It was coming from his left. Momo launched himself away from the wall and shot toward the voice, rapidly turning a corner in his hurry to find the survivor. And when he found him, Momo stopped abruptly.

Three of the Dead were closing in on someone. The teenager was backed up against the wall, in his hands a crowbar, and eyes wide with terror. He was cornered and there was no way out of it.

Momo immediately ran forward once more, bat raised. With a angry cry, he swung, hitting the deformed head of one of the Dead with perfect aim, quickly turning to the one on the right of the other boy. When he made short work of the second one, he glanced around and saw that the boy had taken care of the last one, the crowbar trembling in his hands.

And, covered in blood, panting, and shaking to the core, the boy looked at him. Momo straightened up and nodded.

"Hey, Mamushi."

Those of you who had figured out that Kaidoh was the first that Momo was going to find... virtual cookies for you! =DD It was pretty obvious if you know my kind of writing. MOMOKAI PWNS. -shot-

But really, Kaidoh isn't going to be the only one that Momo finds, and this isn't going to be yaoi (unfortunately). No, this is pure friendship, and just helping each other out through the horror of the apparent zombie apocalypse. By the way, who here believes in Z-Day? Or rather, the day that the zombie apocalypse will start? Please tell me I'm not the only zombie fan out there!

Well, since it's a snow day tomorrow, I'm going to have nothing to do but to write some more. So keep an eye out for your favorite fics of mine, they just might be updated!

Pressing the review button will help Momo and Kaidoh and everyone else they meet survive the Dead. =D