Hounds of Hell
Setting a large Pallet of Cement mix onto the last open space on the large trucks, Ryuji, Takashi and Majima watched the forklift with a calm state after the other workers cleaned up the blood and gore from the work place, half of them having cleared an area for a sleeping area, which Majim and Takashi gladly helped by raiding a nearby convenient store to bring them supplies, Nobara had insisted at least sharing the loot which the three turned down politely, with Majima walking to the Truck to park it closer.
The sight of a tricked out Forklift left the three stunned with how fast these guys worked to keep themselves self efficient, hell one of them had already set up an area to grow crops and shit.
This short break allowed Takashi to run a maintenance on "The Remedy" sharpening the blade, Ryuji stepped to his left with the teen looking up to see the offered bowl of noodles, taking it with a nod, Takashi set "The Remedey" down to eat, Ryuji joining him to the left of him to enjoy the noodles himself, the two sat in comfortable silence as Majima climbed over the previously built Fence with two jerry cans of fuel.
The man set them down beside another stockpile of the cans before climbing back up the ladder to get more.
"Feel like we're letting him do all the work?" turning to Ryuji as he slurped up a batch of noodles, Takashi slurped up his own noodles before he spoke.
"We'll finish these before we go help him, no use working on an empty stomach" getting a nod of agreement from the ex-track team runner, the two enjoyed the view of Majima lifting up another Jerry can before Takashi stood up, rolling his shoulders, Ryuji followed suit with Nobara walking to them with a Black singlet and short shorts, her feet were adorn with sneakers, and in her hand was a phone with a worried look.
"Something wrong Nobara-san?" getting a hum from the fellow immune, she spoke.
"My boyfriend managed to text me?" getting a curious look from Majima as Ryuji climbed into the truck, Takashi frowned.
"And what does it say?" instead of answering, Nobara turned her phone to him with his frown turning into a battle to contain his laughter.
Because what sat before him on a screen was a Teen with spiky pink hair wearing a bloodied clown costume beside a smiling Nobara who had a vampire get up, the two posing with a silver haired man behind them in nothing but his birthday suit looking away from them and on his ass was a Heart.
Getting a frown from Nobara, she looked to her phone to blush immediately before quickly opening her messeges.
Turning it over it was a screen shot of a rooftop facing down to an alleyway below where zombies were reaching up to the photographer. Below that was a simple messege.
/PLZ HALP!?/
After that was an address.
"I know I'm asking a lot from you and these people needing someone to keep them occupied-" Raising a hand to stop her, Takashi gave a smile.
"You let us take a share of supplies, this will be the least we could do, plus that address isn't that far from here" Getting a look of relief, Nobara spoke sincerely.
"Thank you, Yuji-kun has been the only good thing in my life since we met" Getting a nod from Takashi, Majima climbed into the driver seat.
"We'll be sure to bring him back" getting a thankful nod from Nobara, Takashi climbed onto the back of the truck before they drove off with the gates opening quickly, letting them out, the zombies were more interested in them than those who closed the gate behind them.
Watching the streets moving by them while bringing up his phone, Takashi decided to look through social media… and was surprised by a few posts popping up in the Quarantine zone.
Deciding to look into it later, he popped his head through the back window.
"So where's the kid?" turning to Majima as he drove over a snacking zombie.
Reaching for his phone, Takashi spoke while sending the address to Majima's phone.
"Not far from here, the place is a karaoke club and by the looks of the picture Nobara got, it's crowded" getting a look from Ryuji, he spoke.
"What do you mean by crowded?"
"Give me brainzzzz" was Takashi's poor attempt of humor, making Ryuji snort while Majima shook his head in amusement.
Taking a turn, the streets began to look like a riot had gone through, some people running for cover while Zombies were left wandering. A dog eating a corpse left Takashi shivering as the dog looked up with bloodied maw, watching the car move out of sight it returned to the corpse.
Giving the once Shiba Inu a saddened look, Takashi spotted another Sumo zombie lying on the floor with an arm in it's grasp as it ate.
A Crusher was punching a Steel fence trying to get to a group of looters, the rare sight of zombie kids saddened Takashi before after a few blocks did they arrive to the sight of the club… baron of zombies…
Giving the sight a cautious look, Takashi and Ryuji climbed out with Majima moving to follow them if not for Takashi to pat him on the arm as he opened the door.
"Stay with the truck" Giving a nod to Majima who understood the reason, he nodded back before closing the door, turning off the engine as the two cautiously approached the building.
Spotting it barricaded, Takashi looked to the roof with Ryuji about to yell out until he stopped him.
Gesturing to an opening at the top of a window, the two nodded before climbing the barricade, a poorly made barricade before they dropped down into the darkened room.
Looking around for any signs of movement, Takashi and Ryuji quickly moved to the employee section, a glass wall making a Hallway between them and the once lively club, Takashi and Ryuji found stairs leading to the second floor, stopping to look between the employee area and second floor, the two were at a crossroads, with Ryuji shaking his head in negative.
"Remember what happens in horror movies as soon as they split up?" Giving a bark of a laugh at the random comment, Takashi and Ryuji shared a brief chuckle before a can nailed Ryuji in the head.
"Ow, what the hell man!?" looking up to the second story, they blinked at the sight of a figure shushing them with a man made ghillie suit of trash.
Pointing to the area behind the glass wall, Takashi swore he saw movement before he jumped as a very thin looking Zombie slammed weakly into the glass, showing her lower jaw missing with a tongue licking the glass as it coughed up blood, the blind eyes left Ryuji and Takashi glad for the blindness as they quietly climbed the stairs to the trash man.
Joining the man to be shown the sight of a crowded lobby, the man spoke with a young voice.
"Please tell me you're the guys Kugi-chan sent!?" staring at the man with a deadpan, he removed his hood to show Itadora Yuji.
"Yep, mind tell us what happened here?"
"Isn't obvious, the whole city went to hell" gesturing for them to follow him to the rooftop, Yuji cut a rope leading to the ceiling, leaving a chandelier at the mercy of gravity as Zombies were left impaled with a crash, getting a nod of approval from Takashi as they climbed the ladder to the rooftop.
Sitting within the truck with a phone game playing, Majima hummed to himself as he enjoyed the game before he paused at feeling the truck shift suddenly.
Looking up with confusion, the man leaned his head to look around before yanking himself back in with wide eyes as a Large canine dropped down onto the hood of the truck.
Impossibly bigger than any dog, it's species being unidentifiable due to it's skin stretching as it's body mutated, in it's jaws limp from death, a familiar Shiba Inu stained red.
Watching the mutant sniff the air with a deep inhale, the Shiba inu's corpse was dropped to show it's head missing. The zombie dog reared it's head back before letting out a haunting call as more of them stalked towards the club, with Majima raising his radio.
"Takashi… don't tell Mei-chan this but I came close to shitting myself"