Nakamura's jaw dropped at the feat of strength that Yami pulled off. The stories were quite true, apparently, that this mean looking kid could suplex someone without breaking a sweat. However, what was perhaps more incredible was Yami's expression: The burly young man was grinning from ear to ear, seemingly enjoying every moment of the chaos. Nakamura couldn't help but feel frightened as Yami motioned for him to kill the zombie. The grin remained, his eyes were filled the amount of joy that a child has on Christmas morning. Nakamura, as uncomfortable as he was with killing this zombie, couldn't argue with Yami's logic. If he's going to survive, he's going to have to get used to defending himself.

"You're bonkers, friend..." Nakamura muttered as he picked up a steel folding chair that was leaning against the cobblestone wall. Nakamura grimaced at the mangled mess that was the former janitor. His spine must've been torn in two by Yami's suplex. "Sorry, Mr. Izuo," Nakamura whispered to the befallen remains of the school janitor, his voice was laden with a hint of sadness. The corpse tried everything in it's power to reach for Nakamura's leg, but his shattered spine prevented him from reaching very far. Nakamura raised the steel chair above his head, the sun light glistening off of it's surface. "It's time for you to take your seat!"

With every ounce of strength he had, Nakamura brought the chair down on Mr. Izuo's head, crushing it like a sledgehammer smashing watermelon. Groaning in disgust, Nakamura fought the urge to hurl as he kicked the bits of blood and brain off his shoes. "Don't think I have the stomach to pick up the chair," He told Yami with a shrug. "Not like he's going anywhere though...this whole day is fucked."

Epiphany said
The girl turned around and proceeded to spartan kick the creature, she watched as it tumbled down the stairs before continuing to the top. The moment her feet came into contact with the cement surface of the roof, she took a small breather.

Jake Sterling

As he started to count he Stalkers around him, he counted atleast 5 till 6 of them. Aldo they coudn't climb ontop of this small building, he knew that if they grew some brains he would be in serious shit...
He placed his notebook back in the pouch on his belt as he started to look at the surrounding, there wasnt a way to escape these bastards, no mather how hard he tried to think of one... Except for fighting them... Or... As the idea went trough his head, he grabbed a few rocks from the roof. Before he could even throw the first one, he heard a door opening... His eyes went straight for the door as he looked at the girl that just came out. She would be in serious trouble if they heard her... And that would mean she wouldnt survive for long!
Jake grabbed a rock from his hand as he threw it into the other dirrection than the girl, the Stalkers surrounding Jake and those who were on the roof, inmediately went after the sound the rock made. If i wanted to warn her, i had to do it without making nay sound...
Slowly but steady Jake started to stand up, afterwards he started to wave with his hands, and pointing towards the other end of the roof. Almost telling her to rush over here if she wanted to live...
But would she see him before it is too late? And would those Stalkers stay in that area before they spot her and she already would be safe?!

Sinopa peered into the hall, she was holding butcher knife in her hand. " Path's clear. we can head out," Sinopa told Angelo as she made one last sweep of the infirmary. Together they had completely emptied it of all it's medicine. No would risk hurting them now. Sinopa looked into her bag, she had't told Angelo yet but she had also grabbed all if the nurse's alcohol.

Her vision focused on a boy waving his hands and making several gestures.
Move? ... Move! Itoe clasped her hand over her mouth to stop her from breathing so loud, and watched as those disgusting corpses tripped over one another to head over towards the rock. They're blind...? They move towards noise... Echolocation. Mentally, she took notes before taking small steps, trying to make as little noise as possible as she made her way towards the opposite side of the roof. Slow and steady Fujimoto... Her breaths were kept short and quiet, almost hyperventilating.

Almost there! Her knees felt weak as she shuffled along. She could hear there groans at the other end, they were digging around, persistent to find a person or a living being to feast upon. Finally, she made it to the other side. Itoe stood still, her hand still clasped over her mouth, making sure not one ounce of noise came out.

Epiphany said
Finally, she made it to the other side. Itoe stood still, her hand still clasped over her mouth, making sure not one ounce of noise came out.

As Jake noticed that the girl started to move, he kept his eyes on the group of Stalkers... Aldo they were blind, they could hear any minor soundwave... If she would make one wrong move, she would see her end coming in fast...
Jake kept his eyes on the group of Stalkers, aswell on the girl... As he noticed that she was coming in closer and closer, he smiled a bit, he wasn't alone anymore! Now just to make sure that she would stay safe for the time being he had to think fast... Think Jake... Think... How would he be able to aid her furhter in this fight for survival...
If he threw a rock, they would notice her... And if he jumped down to aid her ontop of the roof they would hear him...
Jake didn't saw any other solution than to lift her up from ontop the roof, if he could manage that they both would be safe, and they would be able to talk for a short while... But they also had to leave the school, if they truelly wanted to survive... For the schoolyard already was filled with Stalkers, because of those screams!
Jake slowly walked towards the edge of the roof he was standing on, as he leaned a bit across the edge to put his hands down so that she would be able to grab them and lift her untop of the roof so they both would be safe from harm for now.

BlackCat said
Sinopa peered into the hall, she was holding butcher knife in her hand. Sinopa told Angelo as she made one last sweep of the infirmary. Together they had completely emptied it of all it's medicine. No would risk hurting them now. Sinopa looked into her bag, she had't told Angelo yet but she had also grabbed all if the nurse's alcohol.

Angelo nodded running out behind her following, they had to get out to the open so they can find some help. They are now untouchable to anyone that would need medical supplies or people that knew how to use them. In this kind of world we were invaluable so we just had to stick together and fight for our lives. "So if you don't mind me asking, how much medicine do you know? Cause I might know how to treat someone but I'm no surgeon"

Yami responded with a snort, wiping the dried blood from his face and kicking the corpse back out into the platform. It promptly rolled outside, the fat and blubber allowing for easier movement, although Yami quickly swiped the janitor's keyring. The corpse continued to roll off of the platform, and if one listened hard enough, they could hear a distinctive 'splat' as the fat, dead...undead collided with the concrete sidewalk. "Yep. This day is completely screwed." He grabbed the principal's wallet from off of his desk, pocketing the cash, before casually sliding over the table and crouching, quickly rummaging through the man's drawers.

"Trash, trash, trash..." Yami found more candy, a bus ticket, some more money, and a ruler. Shrugging, the boy opened his backpack and emptied all of his items onto the floor. Most of it were books, drawing paper, pencils, pens, etc, although there was also a pocketknife in one of the compartments. Arching an eyebrow, Yami tossed the knife over his shoulder, approximately in Nakamura's direction, before pocketing his new-found 'loot', which included a bunch of water, candy, and bags of chips.

Sinopa thought about Angelo's question for a moment. Her parents had showed her how to do surgery, and quit a few other complicated things.
[b]" Umm, well my parents were brilliant doctors and they showed me how to do medical procedures since I was little. And they did show me how to do surgery, so I think I might be able to do an okay job at surgery. And thanks to them no matter how much blood I see I don't freak out,"[b] Sinopa told him. She really wished they could find people who were better at fighting than she and Angelo were.

Itoe watched as the boy knelt down and extended his hands so that he could help her get onto higher ground. She grabbed both of his hands and placed her feet on the wall, using his grip as support to help her up. She tried remaining as quiet as possible as she shimmied her way up. Her leg made it over the edge and soon, she was on higher ground, the girl let out a small sigh and placed a hand over her forehead. "Thank you..." She mouthed.

Calm down... She finally had a chance to collect her thoughts. Her memory finally caught up to her while she rubbed her temples with her middle finger and thumb. I killed someone... I killed something A chill ran down her spine as she remembered staring at the puddle of blood and rotten flesh. Itoe used to be so strong, but these events were getting to her, and they were getting to her hard. She had never dealt with fighting before, nor had she seen bloodshed.

Her free hand gripped the end of her skirt as she finished thinking things over. From her perspective, things seemed grim. They were surrounded by a hoard and they were trapped on the roof of the school. She let out a small sigh.

BlackCat said
Sinopa thought about Angelo's question for a moment. Her parents had showed her how to do surgery, and quit a few other complicated things.[b]" Umm, well my parents were brilliant doctors and they showed me how to do medical procedures since I was little. And they did show me how to do surgery, so I think I might be able to do an okay job at surgery. And thanks to them no matter how much blood I see I don't freak out,"[b] Sinopa told him. She really wished they could find people who were better at fighting than she and Angelo were.

Angelo gave a small laugh smiling "we really are untouchable. A surgeon and a doctor. We're so much more valuable alive" he said grinning happy that as long as the zombies wouldn't kill them no one else would. As they rounded a corner he grabbed her pulling her around the corner to avoid the zombies seeing them. As he put his fingers to his lips as the sign for silence seeing that the closest exit was past that group of zombies

As Jake pulled her up, he was quite relieved... He woudn't have to be alone anymore... Somehow this was a gigantic relief for him, even dow he barelly talks to anyone... Let alone be it a girl...
As he fell back to his spot, Jake placed his glasses back on his head for they shifted a bit to the front of his nose, he had to think... If they truelly wanted to get away from here there must be a way!
But for now... he wanted to try and calm the girl down... "I... I am Jake... Jake Sterling..." it wasnt much that left his mouth... But atleast it was something... He slowly got out his notebook again, as he wrote down his discovery he just made... The Stalkers truelly are blind, and hear much beter than they used to do as humans...
This would make it quite easier for them to escape... But also a bit harder... For no hard sounds would be allowed...
Jake went trough his hair with his pencil as he stared at his notebook... Focusing on escaping was his main priority now that another person joined him here on the roof... This would mean, that they had to come up with a plan... Or atleast he had to...

BOOK WARNING

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Howlite's eyelids burst open as he caught himself dozing off, seeing that it had been only for a few minutes. A few students, four or so students, had finally finished their laps around the track, while a majority of them were either still jogging or walking patiently. Mister Saito was one of those gym teachers that held the entire class outside until every single student finished their laps, and sometimes, it was a bother, especially when the kids who did nothing but walk and chatter with their friends, not even putting in the slightest amount of effort, kept everyone outside when they could've moved on to the actual activities.

"Finished early again, Maeda?" the voice of a boy belonging to a shadow looming above him sounded.

Howlite looked up, seeing that it was a friend of his; Rentaro Ashikage, a fellow third-year student. "Hey, Ren."

Offering a hand, Howlite was lifted from the ground and onto his feet, standing a few inches shorter than his friend. "You should really consider joining the track team this year," Ren said as another student joined their group. "I mean, unless basketball is enough for you."

"I'm fine," Howlite politely declined, smiling as he saw a figure of a man emerge from the foliage and jump out onto the far opposite side of the track across from them.

"What the hell is dude doing?" one of the students who had finished pointed, looking between the man and Mister Saito.

Though Howlite was unable to clearly make out the features of the man, he watched as the mass of students erupted into a collective of horrified screams as the man dashed towards them and seized one of them by the wrist, sinking his teeth into the boy's arm. "What-"

Then, at that moment, another man slumped through the foliage and chased after the fleeing students. And another. And another. "What's going on?!" Rentaro shouted as the individual appearances quickly shifted into a whole horde of people, both men and women, that began to split in all directions as they approached the school, and specifically, towards them. The ones who managed to catch a student did the same as the first one had done; sink their teeth into the person's flesh. [i[Cannibals?[/i]

"Get in the school!" Mister Saito ordered as the psychos set their eyes on them, leading them back to the educational structure.

Howlite could not believe what he was seeing; is this some sort of nightmare? They couldn't have possibly been what he imagined them to be, but if this was reality... he had seen enough horror movies and video games involving zombies. Only these things were fast. Much faster. "Quick, Ashikage, Maeda! Run to Principal Genesis' office and tell them about the situation!"

"Got it!" Ren replied, patting Howlite on the shoulder to get his attention as the two of them broke into a sprint out of the gymnasium and out into the hallways. As they traversed from corridor to corridor throughout the grand infrastructure, the same scenarios began to repeat itself; crazed maniacs, no, zombies, were attacking the students, some of them were even wearing the school uniform. Some zombified faces, he could even recognize and name. "Don't stop running!" Ren yelled as the two shoved their way past a seemingly endless wave of zombies.

When they made it to the hall where the principal's office was, it was strangely quieter than the rest of the wings, save for the three zombies patrolling. "It doesn't look like they're gonna move soon, Howlite," Ren stated, looking around the mess of a hallway littered with abandoned supplies and selecting a binder as his choice of weaponry.

"I don't think that's very convenient in killing zombies, Ren..."

His friend snorted. "No shit. We need to get past them, and inside the office. Maybe there'll be something in there like a fire extinguisher or something. For now, pick something up so we can push them back."

Howlite nodded, digging through the supplies on the ground and unable to find anything effective. "Any day now," his friend complained as one of the zombies let out a distinctive cry. From the corner of Howlite's eye, he could see one begin to approach them in a slow manner, as if to investigate.

Finally, Howlite settled on a protractor, curling his fingers around the straight edge with the curved, sharper side near his knuckles as if they were brass knuckles. It'll have to do, he thought.

"You ready?" Ren questioned, with Howlite nodding in reply. The two prepared their "weapons" and charged towards the zombies, hoping to take advantage of the preemptive strike. As the two got closer to the group of three, the one eying them down cried out and opened its mouth wide to reveal its yellow teeth. Howlite arced his arm backwards and, as soon as he was in range, his protractor-knuckle crashed against the zombie's cheek as it was sent back by the punch.

Howlite saw that Ren had also been able to successfully send it forward in a similar fashion with the binder, though not so much for the third zombie. "Ren!" Howlite shouted as he saw his friend struggle with the zombie, hearing a pained cry as the zombie's sharp nail dug into Ren's wrist and caused him to stagger backwards. Howlite ran up to the zombie and pulled it off of his friend, backhanding it once and not bothering to see if it had been knocked over.

Howlite burst through the door to the principal's office with Ren in tow, slamming the door shut behind him. "Principal Genesis!" Ren called out as he winced in pain from his cut, covering it with his other hand as the two walked around for a bit, stopping when they saw two other boys with blood on their school uniforms. Other students. "Hey," Howlite said. "Where's the principal?"

"Fujimoto, Itoe." She muttered as she removed her hand from her face. He appeared to be a rather awkward fellow as he spoke to her, Jake looked as though he wasn't used to human contact. Itoe watched as he scribbled in his little notebook, there were small diagrams from what she could see, he was planning an escape route. "Look..." Itoe stood onto her feet and placed a hand above her head to shield her eyes from the sun. On the courtyard laid an array of busses, of course they were all surrounded by undead, but it could be a possible getaway. "Over there." She knelt down and placed her hands on his head, forcing him to look straight at the busses. "We need to go there..." She was straightforward with him, and refused to just be a useless asset to their little team-up. The two could possibly get down form the roof, but it would be hard with just two people. Itoe sat back down and crossed her legs. "We're going to die here or on the ground if we don't get to those busses." It was their only route, and it was far better than just walking on foot.

Sinopa looked at the group of zombies. She couldn't think of a plan besides rushing in and stabbing as many zombies as possible. Sinopa felt her heard pounding in her chest. This was terrifying.
"Do you have a plan, cause I don't?" Sinopa whispered to Angelo. She really hoped she didn't die today. All they had to do we get past the zombies and team up with some stronger people.

Stay silent and follow me" Angelo whispered and he really hoped he was right as he walked out towards the exit quietly maneuvering around the zombies, he was right! They are respondent to sound! I gave her a thumbs up to be quiet no matter what as Angelo weaved his way through the zombies making sure not to touch a zombie our step on a stick or some cheesy thing like that as he waited on her to follow. Last thing Angelo would do is leave her behind.

Jake kind of smiled when she started to talk.... Itoe Fujimoto eh... Once she pointed out the busses and his face got pulled up so that he had to look, he kind off started to blush... He wasnt used to being touched by a human... let alone a girl...
"It is true what you say..." Jake tried to find even more courage to talk... yet everything sank with those last words... He just had to think... For there was a way to get down, but it would be a dangerous one...
"They are blind... But they can hear..." The courage Jake gathered was much more than he could ever inmagine... He was actually talking to a girl... a reallife girl!
The blush on his face became clearer... As his courage also began to grow... "But the fact is... There is now safe way down... Unless we can be quiet enough to reach the door, get down and find another place to calm down for a minute or two.... Get going again and then also we need to find those keys... After that we need to make sure that we can get into the bus without being noticed, let alone have one of those Stalkers inside of it..."
A whole sentence... even more... Jake talked... Talked to the girl like it was normal for him... And yet... his courage slowly started to sink into his shoes again as he noticed what he just had said... The girl had an idea... a good one... And i just told her that it woudn't work if we coudn't be sure about our own safety...
He was just a fool... Finally someone talks to him and he starts to tell them their idea is stupid...

Nakamura knelt down and picked up the object thrown to him by the hustling Yami. Upon further examination, it appeared to be a pocket knife of sorts. Maybe not the best choice of weapon in a zombie apocalypse, but beggars can't be choosers, Nakamura supposed. Flipping the blade open, Nakamura stabbed the air several times and tried to find the best angle that his hand could maneuver through the air to reach someone's neck. Thank god Yami's too busy gathering junk food, I probably look ridiculous right now...

Just then, the principle's office doors flung wide open. Nakamura couldn't hold back his scream as he quickly readied himself against the two figures who made their entrance, the pocket knife nearly slipping out of his trembling hands. Fortunately, the two new faces appeared to be alive and well...or as well as you could be during the apocalypse. Taking an alleviated breath, Nakamura lowered the pocketknife and assumed a calm pose. Nakamura couldn't help but notice the blood dripping down one of the student's hands, a student he had met before...Ren, was that his name?

"That pile of sushi over there is what happened to Principle Genesis, courtesy of my friend Yami, Nakamura answered the unharmed student while motioning towards Genesis' corpse. " My name's Nakamura, and that over there is Yami. Good to see we aren't the only ones that made it out alive."

Sinopa watched Angelo maneuver past the zombie. They didn't even notice him. She realized that they must be blind. Sinopa followed his footsteps trying her best not to make a sound. She really didn't want to die. Sinopa weaver her way past the zombies. When she got past the group of zombies, she gave Angelo a thumbs up and smiled. They had made it past the group.

Yami grunted slightly at the sound of hurried footsteps, closing the drawer and slinging his backpack across his shoulders. It's weight was easy; only a pound or two of food and supplies. It shouldn't bother with momentum, speed, or maneuverability, at least. "Yo, I got the goods. Let's scadaddle-" He called out to Nakamura, someone he has officially mentally registered as his 'partner-in-crime', regardless of if the boy wanted the title or not. Standing, Yami leaned against the desk...just as the doors were bursted open, and Nakamura let out a high-pitched scream.

"Wot."

Surprise momentarily taking hold of his balls and squeezing 'em, Yami watched as Nakamura calmed down and actually began talking to the two dudes. The two dudes who busted inside of the office like they owned the place. Not even giving the two anytime to explain, Yami leaped onto the desk, bounding off of it on the tip of his feet and flying through the air, his combat-booted foot heading straight for the gingered one's jaw.

*CRACK*

Yami landed on his left foot, his right foot still brought up into a dynamite-like kick that blasted the boy, Ren's, body smack into the wall behind him. Grinning his usual rugged smirk, Yami slowly lowered his foot, piercing the two with his wild stare.

He blushed like a child, it was comical to the point where there was almost a small smile on her face. Itoe listened as he told her how the plan wouldn't work, but he was over thinking the whole idea of escaping. "Then I suppose we're going to starve and die here, just us." She placed her fingers on the bridge of her nose, "This could go two ways; We could wait for people to come and join us, which will most likely happen since some people actually managed to survive. Or, we could risk it. That or combine that two." Itoe mumbled and looked up at him. "Do you have a better plan? Are you paying attention?"

She ran her fingers through her short black hair and stared back down on the courtyard. "Let's hope people come here soon..."