InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Zombie Apocalypse: Tokyo ❯ The Beginning ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: undertheimpression 
This is my first story and I don't own Inuyasha. Also, THIS IS KINDA SUPER REALLY IMPORTANT!!!! The thoughts are in italics when the print is normal and when the print is in italics for a flash back, thoughts are in normal print :) thanks and enjoy.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.14.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 368 | Status: Work In Progress
This is my first story and I don't own Inuyasha. Also, THIS IS KINDA SUPER REALLY IMPORTANT!!!! The thoughts are in italics when the print is normal and when the print is in italics for a flash back, thoughts are in normal print :) thanks and enjoy.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Horror / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.14.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 368 | Status: Work In Progress
Kagome growled as she swung the bat around, viciously bashing a...,well she guessed it could be called a zombie, to the ground, blood spraying her face as she turned to face another zombie, pulling itself along the ground.
‘What the hell is going on?!’ She yelled for the umpteenth time that day, bringing her bat down on a zombie that had crawled dangerously close to her ankles. She turned as soon as she felt a hand on her arm, tugging her back. She used the butt of the bat to push the zombie back and then brought the bat around, taking a homerun swing at it’s head. She watched as the zombie toppled over, unmoving. She sighed, taking a step back from the blood bath in front of her.
Kagome suddenly felt a strong grip on her ankle. Screaming as the thing pulled her to the ground, hard, causing her bat to fly from her grip to the other side of the subway car. She could feel the things disgusting hands travel up her legs, pulling her closer to its rotting face. She looked away, tears filling up her eyes as she desperately looked around for something to grab on to. With one final pull, she was face to face with the zombie, it’s rancid breath sweeping over her delicate features. Kagome closed her eyes and looked away, not wanting to watch the zombie devour her.
‘This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening.’ She chanted over and over in her head, ‘Everything was fine an hour ago!’
And truth be told, everything had been fine an hour ago. There was no blood, no horror, and definitely, no zombies.
1 hour ago...
Kagome waved to her friends as they got off the train, ‘See you guys later!’
‘See you later Kagome! Oh and good luck with telling your mom!’ Ayumi yelled as she stepped onto the platform.
Kagome groaned as the doors closed and the train began moving. She had completely forgotten! Rifling through her bag, she located the horrible piece of paper. Right next to where she had scrawled her name and date was a giant, red F. She mentally cried over the paper, she had studied so hard for this test! There was no way she could have failed it, she knew the chapter inside and out! Mr. Fukushima must hate her.
She sighed, ÒDamn that old man! If only I hadn’t...Ó Eerie screams began to rip through the silent air of the train making the hairs on the back of Kagome’s neck stand up. People all around her began to panic, running to the front end of the train, trying to get away from the screaming.
Kagome stayed stuck to her seat, her fear of being trampled trumping her fear of the screams. Once her car had emptied out, she moved around trampled bodies, saying a silent prayer before going to peek into the car past hers, hoping to catch a glimpse of what caused the panic. And when she did, she fell to her hands and knees, throwing up everything her stomach had to offer. There was blood everywhere, and these, these... things, disgusting things, eating the remaining people.
‘Holy shit, were those, zombies?’ Kagome shook her head and stood up. ‘That wasn’t real, was it? Right... I’m just... hungry. Yeah! That’s it! I knew I should have had breakfast this morning!’ But as she stood up and looked through the window, she was met with the same disturbing site as before, but there was a man amidst the terror, whirling around, dispatching the zombies left and right.
Kagome shook her head, ‘Well... shit, I should help him.’ She took a quick peek into the car ahead of hers and was met with an identical scene to the car behind her. She was trapped, alone, between two cars filled to the brim with flesh eating undead.
‘Guess I don’t have much of a choice.’ She sighed and when she looked around the abandoned car, she spotted an abandoned baseball bag. She ran over to the bag and grabbed the bat from is pocket. ‘Thank Kami Souta wanted me to help out with his baseball team.’
She made her way over to the car door and wrenched it open, staring at the bloody mess before her. Gagging, she ran over the bodies to where the man was, taking a swing at a stumbling ‘zombie’. As she raced towards the man, he spotted her. He was a handsome man in business attire, with short, black hair that was falling over his eyes. He paused for just a second, his eyes narrowing to a glare before turning back to the zombies. Kagome brushed off the glare and took her chance to step in next to him, taking a swing at an incoming zombie.
They had been fighting off the bombardment of zombies for quiet a while when he finally spoke, ‘I don’t need the help of a pathetic wench such as yourself.’
Kagome stopped what she was doing and stared at the man.
‘W-what?’ She was nearly speechless. She was risking her life helping him!
If it was possible, the mans eyes narrowed even more, ‘I will not repeat myself.’
‘The conceited jerk! What was I thinking? I should have never helped him in the first place!’ She glared at him, preparing to let loose a series of colorful insults, when she saw it. There was a huge zombie man behind him, lumbering up, getting ready to take a bite. Ignoring the man as he began speaking again, she ran strait at him, holding her bat high.
‘What the ar-,’ She yelled over him, ‘DUCK, ASSHOLE!’
His eyes narrowed, but he ducked all the same as her bat came around, smashing the zombie’s head.
The man stood up to his full height, towering over her average 5’6 figure. He glowered down at her, and she was sure he was going to use that sword of his to behead her right then and there. Then...
‘Thank you.’ He spoke stoically, turning back to the task at hand. She sighed and turned around, fending off the incoming zombies.
1 hour later...
Kagome whimpered, bracing herself for the impact, as the zombie lunged forward. But she never felt the dull teeth plunge into her neck. Waiting a few seconds, she cracked an eye open. After realizing the zombie was no longer standing, she opened her eyes fully, to find that the zombie was laying beheaded on the floor, and the business man was wiping the blood on his sword off on a discarded piece of cloth. His tie and coat were gone, and the first few buttons of his shirt undone, splatters and smears of blood covered his person.
‘I-I, ummm, thank you very much, sir.’ She stuttered, still shaking from the adrenaline of the attack.
‘Hn.’
She raised an eyebrow at the answer, but kept her tongue in check.
The man handed her the discarded bat and began walking towards the next car. She stared after him, ÒWhere are you going?Ó
He glanced back at her, ‘I’m going to get off this train and figure out what’s going on.’ He turned back to the door and pulled it open, ÒAre you coming?Ó
Kagome quickly nodded, deciding it would be best to stay with the mysterious, rude man. He quirked an eyebrow at her, reminding her that she had been nodding dumblyor quite sometime. Kagome squeaked and ran forward to join the man at the door.
‘Alright,’ Kagome shakily began, ‘Let’s do this.’
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‘What the hell is going on?!’ She yelled for the umpteenth time that day, bringing her bat down on a zombie that had crawled dangerously close to her ankles. She turned as soon as she felt a hand on her arm, tugging her back. She used the butt of the bat to push the zombie back and then brought the bat around, taking a homerun swing at it’s head. She watched as the zombie toppled over, unmoving. She sighed, taking a step back from the blood bath in front of her.
Kagome suddenly felt a strong grip on her ankle. Screaming as the thing pulled her to the ground, hard, causing her bat to fly from her grip to the other side of the subway car. She could feel the things disgusting hands travel up her legs, pulling her closer to its rotting face. She looked away, tears filling up her eyes as she desperately looked around for something to grab on to. With one final pull, she was face to face with the zombie, it’s rancid breath sweeping over her delicate features. Kagome closed her eyes and looked away, not wanting to watch the zombie devour her.
‘This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening.’ She chanted over and over in her head, ‘Everything was fine an hour ago!’
And truth be told, everything had been fine an hour ago. There was no blood, no horror, and definitely, no zombies.
1 hour ago...
Kagome waved to her friends as they got off the train, ‘See you guys later!’
‘See you later Kagome! Oh and good luck with telling your mom!’ Ayumi yelled as she stepped onto the platform.
Kagome groaned as the doors closed and the train began moving. She had completely forgotten! Rifling through her bag, she located the horrible piece of paper. Right next to where she had scrawled her name and date was a giant, red F. She mentally cried over the paper, she had studied so hard for this test! There was no way she could have failed it, she knew the chapter inside and out! Mr. Fukushima must hate her.
She sighed, ÒDamn that old man! If only I hadn’t...Ó Eerie screams began to rip through the silent air of the train making the hairs on the back of Kagome’s neck stand up. People all around her began to panic, running to the front end of the train, trying to get away from the screaming.
Kagome stayed stuck to her seat, her fear of being trampled trumping her fear of the screams. Once her car had emptied out, she moved around trampled bodies, saying a silent prayer before going to peek into the car past hers, hoping to catch a glimpse of what caused the panic. And when she did, she fell to her hands and knees, throwing up everything her stomach had to offer. There was blood everywhere, and these, these... things, disgusting things, eating the remaining people.
‘Holy shit, were those, zombies?’ Kagome shook her head and stood up. ‘That wasn’t real, was it? Right... I’m just... hungry. Yeah! That’s it! I knew I should have had breakfast this morning!’ But as she stood up and looked through the window, she was met with the same disturbing site as before, but there was a man amidst the terror, whirling around, dispatching the zombies left and right.
Kagome shook her head, ‘Well... shit, I should help him.’ She took a quick peek into the car ahead of hers and was met with an identical scene to the car behind her. She was trapped, alone, between two cars filled to the brim with flesh eating undead.
‘Guess I don’t have much of a choice.’ She sighed and when she looked around the abandoned car, she spotted an abandoned baseball bag. She ran over to the bag and grabbed the bat from is pocket. ‘Thank Kami Souta wanted me to help out with his baseball team.’
She made her way over to the car door and wrenched it open, staring at the bloody mess before her. Gagging, she ran over the bodies to where the man was, taking a swing at a stumbling ‘zombie’. As she raced towards the man, he spotted her. He was a handsome man in business attire, with short, black hair that was falling over his eyes. He paused for just a second, his eyes narrowing to a glare before turning back to the zombies. Kagome brushed off the glare and took her chance to step in next to him, taking a swing at an incoming zombie.
They had been fighting off the bombardment of zombies for quiet a while when he finally spoke, ‘I don’t need the help of a pathetic wench such as yourself.’
Kagome stopped what she was doing and stared at the man.
‘W-what?’ She was nearly speechless. She was risking her life helping him!
If it was possible, the mans eyes narrowed even more, ‘I will not repeat myself.’
‘The conceited jerk! What was I thinking? I should have never helped him in the first place!’ She glared at him, preparing to let loose a series of colorful insults, when she saw it. There was a huge zombie man behind him, lumbering up, getting ready to take a bite. Ignoring the man as he began speaking again, she ran strait at him, holding her bat high.
‘What the ar-,’ She yelled over him, ‘DUCK, ASSHOLE!’
His eyes narrowed, but he ducked all the same as her bat came around, smashing the zombie’s head.
The man stood up to his full height, towering over her average 5’6 figure. He glowered down at her, and she was sure he was going to use that sword of his to behead her right then and there. Then...
‘Thank you.’ He spoke stoically, turning back to the task at hand. She sighed and turned around, fending off the incoming zombies.
1 hour later...
Kagome whimpered, bracing herself for the impact, as the zombie lunged forward. But she never felt the dull teeth plunge into her neck. Waiting a few seconds, she cracked an eye open. After realizing the zombie was no longer standing, she opened her eyes fully, to find that the zombie was laying beheaded on the floor, and the business man was wiping the blood on his sword off on a discarded piece of cloth. His tie and coat were gone, and the first few buttons of his shirt undone, splatters and smears of blood covered his person.
‘I-I, ummm, thank you very much, sir.’ She stuttered, still shaking from the adrenaline of the attack.
‘Hn.’
She raised an eyebrow at the answer, but kept her tongue in check.
The man handed her the discarded bat and began walking towards the next car. She stared after him, ÒWhere are you going?Ó
He glanced back at her, ‘I’m going to get off this train and figure out what’s going on.’ He turned back to the door and pulled it open, ÒAre you coming?Ó
Kagome quickly nodded, deciding it would be best to stay with the mysterious, rude man. He quirked an eyebrow at her, reminding her that she had been nodding dumblyor quite sometime. Kagome squeaked and ran forward to join the man at the door.
‘Alright,’ Kagome shakily began, ‘Let’s do this.’
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