Academy Apocalypse Unleashed
Naruto x Saeko x ?
Inner Thoughts, Dialogue, or reading passages from books and scrolls.
(Quick Notes and Messages or Echoes.)
(Dark over lapping echoes)
''Boss Summons, Demons, Dark beings speaking, Demonic/Angry characters Speaking as well as extremely Dark spells and Magic.''
''Hey man! This might be your big chance!'' the speaker was none other than one of the Fujimi Academy students. The energetic boy had blond hair that was spiked in the middle with light green eyes. Like Takashi he wore a Gakuran jacket, which was open, exposing a green-checkered sweatshirt with the collar bent downwards.
''What are you going on about now Morita?'' Takashi asked his free spirited friend. The two of them were currently on guard duty.
''You and Miyamoto together on this scouting mission. I mean come on, there's a zombie Apocalypse going on for heaven's sake. Don't tell me that even that's not enough incentive for you to get off your ass and make your move.'' the teen pressed.
''Don't you think we have more important matters, like our survival to consider?'' Takashi countered, avoiding the subject.
"Man, things could have been so much worse though." His friend merely lamented. He then went on about his Triple A-Grade list of girls.
"Top Secret?" Takashi disbelievingly asked. He couldn't believe his friend could be so carefree and unfocused in a situation like this as he brought out a book.
"In other words! This is the list of the academy's available girls! First we have, captain of the Kendo team Busujimi Saeko. Not only does she have beauty, but she has a dazzling combination of severity and kindheartedness! Best of all she's got a totally dominating Onee-sama type feel to her! It's what all guys dream of!" he gushed. Saeko definitely lived up to the hype, at least in regards to her skill. "She's really amazing, but what I really want, is to see her in nothing but an apron…and maybe a thong." He blissfully daydreamed.
"Like she ever wear that." He replied and looked at the entrance for anyone coming out. "Better not let her hear you say that."
"Yeah, yeah, I guess that'd never happen. She also seems like she'd be hard to approach. " he remarked with a depressed sigh. "AAH…How depressing." He then went on to the next girl. "Then how about her polar opposite? Fujimi academy's sexiest, Yuuki Miku! She's nothing like a higschool student, which is what makes her so hot! There's a lot of weird talk going on about her, but that just makes her even sexier."
Takashi frowned. He had heard the rumors around Miku and they weren't all that good. "I don't see her as a good choice."
"Wouldn't I be great being a prisoner to her will!?" he asked as he began imaging an image of her provocatively eating an ice cream while in a bikini.
Takashi sighed. "Next?"
"Ichijou Misuzu and Niki Toshimi. Their voice doubling one another might be weird for a while, but you'd get used to it and then you couldn't give them up! It'd be more addictive than crack!" one more the girls were being imagined in their ungdergarments.
"I suppose, but when would you be able to ask them out? They're always together.
"That's what's so good about them," he argued. "But I guess you just don't get It, Komuro...okay." he thought about it and then he finally came up with an idea. "The top of the second years, Takagi Saya."
"Saya?" He parroted. He had never considered his childhood friend in such a matter. "What makes her a good prospect?"
"She's the perfect queen for masochists!" he remarked as he began picturing Saya in a gym uniform before adding, "Her dad's kind of scary though." Moria than began listing Saya's features. She looks so slender in her clothes! The fact is, though, that she's got a bikini model's tits!"
"Really?" Takashi was rather oblivious to his friend's developments.
"In fact, I've already launched my attack on her." He boasted as Takashi snapped his head in Moria's direction.
"You're really into her?" You really like being abused like that.
"I've asked her out three times and she keeps ignoring me, but I'll keep trying. " he thought with a twinkle in his eye. Takashi decided it was for the best not to mention he and Saya were childhood friends. At that moment Imamura cut into the conversation. "You guys are real pussies! Who needs children? Older women is where is at, like Nurse Marikama Shizuke, she's got a bombshell body and a great smile. I'd let her examine me any day. Then there was Hayashi Kiyoko. Her body's totally filled out. She's 30 years old and unmarried and gives off this aura like she's unsatisfied with her life! And I'm the only one who can satisfy her!" he delinquent boasted.
'He likes old ladies!' the two teens concluded.
"If you guys are done messing around I'm going to make my announcement." Naruto called out to them. He didn't wait to see their response as he traveled down to where the group was at. In all there was twenty seven individuals. Even with two homes worth of food, feeding twenty-seven feed had strained their supplies. Food was going to be something else they need to gather.
"I've made my decision. Nakamura-san, Busujima-san, and Miyamoto-san are the people I will be taking with me."
"But why go in such a small group? Aren't you afraid of being overrun by zombies?'' One of the students asked.
"Moving in a large group in a situation like this is dangerous. We're more likely to be spotted and not everyone here is a fighter. Nakamura-san has general knowledge of the area, Busujima-san is a fighter, and Miyamoto-san is the daughter of an officer which will prove to be a calming insurance to any survivors we might find, not to mention has some knowledge on how the equipment work. You are all to stay here and not to open the door to anyone until we return. Those of you who are armed should settle up a schedule for patrol. The four of us won't be returning until later afternoon. You are not to open the door and invite anyone in until we return."
"What do you mean!?" the outspoken, hot-headed Tsunoda exclaimed. "Why on earth wouldn't we invite other survivors? What, your instincts that much better than ours? Just because you're some super human freak doesn't make you smarter than us! What if the people can get us somewhere safe, ever think of that smart guy?"
"Leave then!" Naruto coldly remarked.
"W-What?" he reacted, wondering if he heard the blond right.
"Leave! If you can't follow simple directions then you're a danger to everyone here. I will not waste my time trying to convince somehow to thick-headed to listen what's best for them. Open our eyes! Wake-up! The undead are walking around and eating people. Letting your emotions rule you can be dangerous and I've seen firsthand what happens when you do." A phantom memory of the Fourth Shinobi War crossed his mind. "Just follow my directions, that all I'm asking." It was times like this Naruto wished he was young again. Back when things were simpler and he wasn't forced to grow up. Before, he was faced to the reality that a lapse of control or acting on impulse could cost someone their lives.
Thankfully no one else made any objections. Once the group of four was suited up they made their trek outside. They were going on foot; Takuzo with a map of hand directed their journey. The number of Narutos began flooding the area. By the dozens the creatures were being cut down with ease. The base creatures were quickly dispatched by the doppelgangers only for them to find their hands full with the T-virus remints.
Naruto took a deep breath and the sound of footsteps filled his ears. He turned and saw the form of a ragged, red skinned humanoid creature. It was a crimson head and if let alone too long it would become a hunter. It was easy to take care of. Naruto took a step back, ready his kunai, and plunged it into the creature's skull. It took some effort, exerting some force to pierce the creature's thick skill.
"At the ease you kill these creatures. It's the experience of a battle hardened warrior." Saeko noted. She couldn't help but become impressed with Naruto's abilities in battle. He was rather calm, yet something about him seemed restrained. He faced these creatures, who could guarantee death in a mere bite without fear, like a warrior ready to lie down his life for his lord. He had an energy about him that made her want to follow him.
"I've fought these creatures a lot more than I would have liked." He merely responded. It was the closet to an answer he could give her.
"Uzumaki-san, about not trusting survivors back at Shizuka-sensei's house…" Rei finally spoke after a near hour of silence. She had finally found her voice after seeing yet another zombie slain. She had a pretty good idea why Naruto warned the others not to readily trust survivors; the memory of the man who would have readily raped her if not for Takashi caused her to shiver in disgust. She pushed the memories away as she began speaking. "What if…what if the survivors turned out to be someone we know?"
"I take it you mean a relative?" he immediately picked up on the underlying statement of her question. It was obvious; the first group people worry about in a situation like this was their family. "We can't stray too far from the area Miyamoto-san. It's a matter of securing the area and gathering supplies." He finished, turning to face her when he noticed her face had dropped. "Though, if my clones finish exploring the area it would be senseless to dispel them, when they can search additional areas." He allowed, causing the young woman to perk up.
"Thank you." She simply said. She just hoped that things would get better soon and the world would someday soon go back to the normal.
Though for now the World had gone to hell and that meant the devils came out to play. Trapped in a basement were several half-naked or naked women, bound, gagged, or chained. They were dirty, bruised, and marred. Many of them at the moment were being assaulted by several men. It was an orgy of a depraved debauchery.
Above this space sat a man behind a desk. He was in his forties, pale skin, dark hair, and dark eyes. His eyes were sharp, lizard like with a rather large nose. He was dressed in a black cameo uniform with a helmet on his desk. The design on the helmet was one with a large red circle with crossed axes. Several other men also entered the room, some on the smaller size and others well built. The design of the helmet was glazed in some design or form into their persons. The outfits stained in blood or skin stained with Ink.
"Daichi-sama, there were reports of a bus full of individuals taking residence in the houses not too far from here." The man who spoke was tall. He was an intimidating looking man, his presence certain and strong. His eyes were always studying, waiting to see any signs of weakness to take advantage of. He like all of them were dressed in cameo. It was their colors, their uniforms, born out of an impromptu decision to rob military caches instead of going to the markets with food. After all, it would be easier to take or make demands with weapons. Food though, was not the only thing these depraved individuals craved.
The world was falling into chaos. The institutions that decided right from wrong would be too busy to punish them. "Brother Katsuo, continue." He ordered.
"Our scouts have reported several supple young females are among their numbers." He explained as several members licked their lips in anticipation. "Though their numbers are great and they are armed. I think our scouts have been in the field too long and are becoming unhinged as they speak of a yellow haired Gaijin who can perform sorcery."
"Brother Katsuo, remind me to search for replacements." The man remarked as he reached over to his side of the desk. Opening the drawer he pulled out a bottle of scotch and a glass. "Take a few of our followers and extend a friendly welcome to these people. Find out their numbers and their tactics." He ordered. He drank its contents in a single gulp.
"As you wish Daichi-sama," the man remarked as he and the followers bowed before leaving the man. Daichi darkly chuckled as he licked his lips in anticipation. Hopefully the next bash of fresh meat wouldn't be as quick to break or spoil as the current batch.