Survivor's story
by
David (Fido) Lindquist
Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 is owned by
Takahashi. Night of the Living Dead is owned
by George Romero. All rights reserved.
My thanks to KaraOhki, and the FFirc gang
for their help with this. I'd also like to thank
Tydripper for his help and permission to use his
likeness in here as well.
Heh. No problem. ^_^
WARNING: While it isn't bad now, this fic will get
dark, very dark. Also if you object to a lot of Ranma
1/2 characters dying... don't even start reading this one!:)
You have been warned.
Yes, I have. I'll read it anyways. ^_^
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Chapter 1
For the archives of the tribe, August 28, 2001
So this is... 5 years later, Ranma time? Or does this fic use our time, and
it's only 2 years later...?
Hi, my name is Ranma Saotome. I was asked by the archive keeper
of the tribe to write about what happened to me during the
beginning of Zoude side ren(Dead men walking), when the dead
started to rise or as I call it, hell on earth. This isn't easy
for me but I have to do it. Better to get it down on paper now
than to lose the story if I die... Heh. Two years ago, that would
have never crossed my mind. but I was a much different person
back then too.
If it were me, I'd lose the parenthesis & do it like this.
...beginning of what the Joketsuzoku called Zoude Side Ren, the Dead Men
Walking, when...
Anyway, the first time I heard anything about it was at school. One
of the guys, Shiro, had a satellite dish and was telling us about
what he saw on some of the channels from America. There was mass
rioting along the eastern seaboard. According to the news reports
he saw, some of the rioters were actually eating other people. None
of the people at school believed him(me included). At least until
that night when the news began airing some of what he had said. By
the next morning Nabiki Tendo, one of my fiancee's older
sisters, had already bought the rights to whatever
news Shiro learned and was selling it at a premium prices.
So at this point, they're still engaged? If (and a big if at that) Akane is
alive at this point, and considering your view on the Ranma/Akane
relationship, I'd have figured they'd be married. Oh well. ^_^
I have to say that I didn't pay much attention to it at first. It
was happening a long ways off and I had other problems far closer
to home to worry about. However, by the third night, I couldn't
avoid it...
I had just started an advanced kata in the dojo when, Akane
ran in. She said that Master Happosai(yes, THAT Happosai) wanted
my to come into the house immediately. It was very important. I
wasn't going to go at first. At the time, I thought he wanted me
to model a new bra for him or something but Akane said that he
wasn't acting right. He was...serious. He hadn't even attempted to
give her a 'good-bye grope' as she left to get me. I remember
asking her what he was doing and she replied that he was just
watching television.
At that point, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to
see what the little, old creep wanted.
Walking into the main room, me and Akane saw everyone huddled
around the TV watching the news. What I heard stopped me
cold. The news anchor said that the dead were returning to
life in North America.
Well, yeah. It's only been happening since the late 60's. ^_^
Oh wait. Different from the movie timeline. I knew that! I did, really!
"He's kidding, right?" I said.
Surprisingly, it was the old lecher who responded.
"No, he is not. " Happosai took a puff on his pipe. "Watch.
They are going to play a tape from Canada. I've seen it before
but I wish they hadn't interrupted the ' Aerobics for
Young Women' show."
"And now we're going for the 'raise from the dead' stretch! I want you all
to reach up, and spread apart the dirt, then go up and have some low calory
human flesh!"
He then slowly shook his head. "Why they would deny
an old man such a simple pleasure is a shame."
"Yeah, right," I muttered then settled down to see
what was going on.
A few minutes later, they showed it. It began with what
looked like a city street except there were no people
around. Then I noticed that most of the buildings, they
appeared to be local shops, had their display windows
shattered.
Umm. Ummm... Umm... Eatons Center?
Suddenly, someone walked out of a video shop that was at
the far end of the street. No. He didn't walk; he shambled
out. As the view zoomed in, I could see what the man looked
like. He was big and wore a security guard uniform. At least
I think it was. It had too much blood on it to be sure. I
remember he had a crewcut, because the first thing that ran
through my head at seeing it was that Principal Kuno would love
this guy. The thing about him that drew all our attention
though, was the knife that stuck out of his chest. I was
stunned.
<blushes>
Ahh, you shouldn't have. ^_^
But seriously, whats THIS classified as? A... umm... alternate author SI
death fic?... <shrug>
"T-that's a killing blow," Akane whispered.
"Don't be stupid," I countered." He could still be alive."
The others didn't say anything but I caught a glimpse of
Akane's other sister, Kasumi, absently playing with a cross
she wore around her neck.
I turned back to the TV just in time to see the man start
to move towards the camera. He kinda looked like Gos except for the foaming
at the mouth. Every movement was jerky, like he couldn't
completely control his body. There was something else though. A
wrongness that I couldn't figure out at first. Then I saw it. The
same thing I suspect Happosai saw that made him believe what they
were saying. It was at that moment I believed it too.
Yeah, I agree with Gary on this part. The amazons most likely don't know
Gos, unless Gos is in the Amazon village too. <shrug>
There were two other puncture wounds on his chest, apparently
>from the same knife. He had so much blood on his shirt that
they were almost completely hidden. If it wasn't for my level
of skill I would have missed it also. The placement of both
wounds would have caused both of his lungs to collapse. The
pinkish foam that came from his mouth was the final sign. There
was no way possible he could still be breathing.
As the footage ended, we all stared in silence at the
screen. The news people continued on a few minutes more
about how far it had spread. They said something about the
dead starting to rise in Texas, wherever that was, how
the Diet was calling a special session to discus it. They then
went into a 'Sailor Senshi sighting report'. I don't think any
of us really paid much attention to what they said though.
the Diet?
hmm.. I musta missed smoething important, or you all know what 'the Diet'
is and I don't. Wouldn't be surprised if it was the latter. ^_^
Happosai broke the silence.
"This," he said, "may be the beginning of the end of
humankind...Oh well, time for my nightly rounds!"
Heh.
" 'cause why would any zombie want to eat a uncute, muscle-bound
tomboy like you anyway?"
You know, I think I really did deserve the pounding she gave
me for that remark.
Indeed.
Eventually, we all did go to bed but none of us, except
for Pop, slept that good. However, things did get a little
better the next morning. We saw something that none of us
had ever seen before, Pop and Akane's dad actually sparring!
Me and Akane found them in the dojo. They weren't that good
but from the way Akane cheered Soun on, it didn't matter. Pop
won by the way.
Unfair fighting! I want a rematch!
The rest of the morning went along just like always except for
Nabiki wanting to walk with us when we left for school. She said
it was 'probably the safest place to be'. You know, to this day I
still don't understand why Akane spent the rest of that morning
laughing her head off.
Well, I'm going to end it here. I have guard duty in an hour and I
want to spend some time with my wife and son before I go. I'll write
some more when I get done.
Ahh, so he does have a wife. I wonder who that could be. ^_^
Seriously, though. Good chapter, but I hope to see more development in the
next. Almost wants to make me write a bit of a NotLD X-over. <shrug>
Ya never know.
ttyl,
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