Takeo Kukai's Story

Aika blinked.

"Yea...I got injured. " He moved his wrist slightly, pleased that it was responding and it hurt less than before. "My wrist doesn't hurt as much as it did before. And there wasn't any choice other than jump, but thanks."

"Go along with you guys?...sure. But I do warn you that my eyesight isn't that good with these broken specs. " he lied.

"Aika, right? Aika Chinen? Nice to officially meet you, I dunno if you know my name, but no rabbit jokes, alright? Heheheh"

Thank the gods that he didn't know what Aika meant...but...

"Yea...but use Chinen... And it's nice to meet you too... Lazarus J. Inaba...right? " he recalled through memory. So...there was someone that had name problems just like him. He stuck out his hand out in a gesture to shake hands, but with his blurry vision, he only managed to overshoot it and his hand was far off to one side, instead of in front of Laz.

"...". Lazarus looked at Takeo like he was insane, but then it hit him. He grinned a Cheshire Cat Grin and practically flipped around the corner. He ran at the first zombie and uppercutted it with his bat, booting the one next to it into the one next to that one. He picked up a piece of rubble from the ground and broke it on the skull of the third one, and he gutter-stomped the second one. His grin widened even more, until he was practically laughing his way through the carnage.

"Yahooooo!~ This is awesome! Haha, take that, fuckhead! Yeah! Come on, scratch me if ya dare!". It was fairly obvious that Lazarus was enjoying his fight, and he ducked as a zombie tried to grapple him. He drove his bat directly upwards, an act that caused the weapon to go through the zombie's stomach. He grinned as it staggered, and he booted it in the face, and it fell into another. He used the built up momentum from that kick to launch another, this one aimed at the next zombie, and it missed by a centimeter. The zombie grabbed his leg, but Laz flicked sideways, watching his foot cave the zombie's face in. He pulled his leg back and grinned. "Built-in steel caps. Make 'em myself". With that, he resumed his carnage, after getting his weapon, of course.

(OOC: Is blood infectious in this RP?)

(I don't think so cause it's not an disease but I'm honestly not sure)

"RAAAAAHHH!!!"

Sam roared as he brought his bat down like Thor's fucking hammer. The zombie went from a standing up position to laying flat with a crushed skull in a spectacular display of gore and raw power. Sam turned with a mighty swing, catching a second right under the jaw. The blow snapped the jaw bone as it sent the body flying backwards into the wall. Sam felt a hand grab for his arm and he turned bringing the hilt of the bat right into the forearm of the zombie, snapping the bone before he followed up with a classic baseball swing. The skull cracked from the impact. Sam looked up to see a small horde blocking their way to the barricade. A crazy idea made it's way into his head and it was like he was back on the football field.

"Hey guys!"

He shouted as he caved in another skull with a single blow.

"We don't have time to dick around with these ass hats! I got an idea but you're gunna have to stay on my ass!"

With that Shepard lined up his charge and barreled forward, his high school career as a linebacker on full display. The massive teen bulldozed his way through the crowd, running clean through anything in his path all the while creatiung a sizeable gap behind him for Takeo and Laz to follow.

"ONE SIDE!!! I'M LIKE THE JUGGERNAUT BITCH!!!!!!"

"No fucking way....". That was all Lazarus could say as he watched Sam bulldoze the entire crowd of zombies. He ran straight behind Sam, swinging his Bat this way and that, but unluckily, the zombies closed in before he could fully catch up to Same. He grinned, and his training came back to him. 'Come on Laz, show up watchya've got!'.

"Damn right I will, old man!".

Lazarus focused.... Focused..... And then... "GOT IT, OLD MAN!". He dashed forward, leaping onto a dead zombie, then leaping onto the shoulders of the next one, then the next, and the next, and the next, and when he'd reached Sam, he leaped toward the wall, kicked off of it, and knocked two zombies to the ground. He jumped backwards, a grin on his face, which was smeared with blood. His eyes were wide and cat-like, and his teeth seemed almost sharp. He whacked the ones in front of him, laughing semi-crazily. When he was done with the zombies, he turned to Sam and Takeo. "We need to move, now".

((We're being manly and impulsive, it's kinda our thing ;] ))

Sam turned just as Laz landed behind him like the goddamn Batman.

"We need to move, now".

He said, the sense of urgency in his voice blatantly obvious. Sam gave him a firm nod before casting a quick glance at the zombies behind them. The trio had truly left them in the dust, while not wiping out every last one of them they got past them and that was all that mattered. Sam turned to Laz, ready to move.

"Ready when you are, lead the way. I've got your back Laz."

Shepard said firmly as he tightened the grip on his bat.

(Sorry, but she was sleeping, and she looked so cute so we didn't wake her up. xD But she can always figure out where we went right?")

Lazarus grinned, with a "Hope you can keep up!", he dashed off, heading straight down the hallways that lead to the stairwell. He dodged zombie after zombie, and even though there were increasing amounts of infected, he managed to maneuver through them all, and that was all because he was used to dodging flying objects and people. 'Duck and weave, right boss?'.

He grinned as he saw a small amount of rubble up ahead. It was big enough to block the passageway, but it had a madium sized gap under it. Lazarus grinned. 'Time to see if my sliding skill's will work here too!'. Lazarus gave Sam a thumbs up as he bolted straight towards the rubble.

Three....

Two....

One....

*Slip*

Lazarus felt the ground under him react to him, and he felt himself sliding underneath the rubble. He didn't know if Sam or Takeo would be able to get under, but he did know one thing. There was something on this side of the building. "Hurry it up, Sam!". It wasn't visible yet, but Laz could feel it's presence, and he held his Bat to the ready. "Bring it on, asswipe".

"Even if I have to fight through hundreds of you bastards, I'm not just gonna let my best friend get eaten. So bring it, asshole!".

Sam turned with a chuckle to Takeo before the two charged off after him. Sam ran right through anything and everyone in his way. He was an unstoppable force, an act of nature. The hordes fell before him as he plowed right through them. He skidded to a stop just as saw Laz shoot him a quick glance before baseball sliding between some rubble to the other side of the cave in.

"Ok well that was freaking awesome."

Sam said, dumbfounded before jumping into action. He had no illusions that he would be able to repeat the process Laz had but he had his own methods of forced entry. He set the baseball bat aside and began tossing debris out of the way. Large chunks at a time until he could begin to see the light on the other side. Sweat beaded off his forehead as he worked. His massive muscles rippled under the strain of digging through the debris. His arms burned with the exertion but he powered through.

"Hurry it up, Sam!"

He heard Laz call out to him from the other side.

"Easy there Flash! It's not a race!"

Shepard shouted back never once pausing as he hurled chunk after chuck of building out of his way. One piece left between Takeo and Sam and Laz on the other side. Problem was this portion was too large to get his hands around. It was an actual section of the wall that had fallen in one solid piece. Sam took a second to take a quick breath as his mind raced for an answer and found one almost instantly.

"Yeah well there's an answer for this too."

He said aloud before grabbing his bat as to not forget it. He walked up to the wall pulled his right leg back and started kicking it in like a cop would kick in a door. Three or four good kicks and most of it had given way. A weak spot made Sam took a step back and dove into it, his massive body exploded right through it. He landed on the other side in a chaotic display of power.

"What we miss?"

Sam said as he shook his head while putting a hand to his forehead to clear the stars.

(Dunno if you're alright with this, Methodical, but I'm gonna introduce one of those special zombies that you mentioned, alright? If you want me to change anything, just lemme know and I will. =D)

(Also, how did Takeo get to the roof already? 0_0 Fucking Ninja! xD)



"Heh, is that all you've got? BRING IT, FUCKFACE! GYYYAAAAAH!".

*Clank*

Laz ducked as the pipe barely missed his head, and the beast leaped in his direction. He rolled forward as it spun around, growling dangerously. He raised his bat, a streak of blood running down his face. The bastard thing had cut him as it hung from the cieling above him, and he was pissed. The thing leaped again, and Lazarus ducked. He could hear Sam tearing away at the blockage, and it seemed like he was nearly done. He was distracted momentarily by Sam exploding through the crack, but it was all the beast needed as it slashed him across the chest. Laz stumbled backwards, but grabbed the creature, and, with surprising strength, he smashed it into the window pane, booted it repeatedly, and then set to work with his Bat.

"Fuck.
*Whack*
You.
*Whack*
You.
*Whack*
Stupid.
*Whack*
Mother.
*Whack*
Fucking.
*Whack*
Piece.
*Whack*
Of.
*Whack*
Shit.
*Whack*
I.
*Whack*
Will.
*Whack*
Beat.
*Whack*
You.
*Whack*
With.
*Whack*
This.
*Whack*
Fucking.
*Whack*
Bat.
*Whack*
Until.
*Whack*
You.
*Whack*
Can't.
*Whack*
Fucking.
*Whack*
Move.
*Whack*
You.
*Whack*
Stupid.
*Whack*
Fucking.
*Whack*
Ass.
*Whack*
Hole!
*WHACK!*[/color]".

Lazarus stood, panting heavily, above the body of the zombie with the massive claws and sharp teeth. He glared down at it in hate, and gave it one good last whack for the heck of it, then another, and another, then a few more. He glanced at the two others, and coughed.

"Yeah, he pissed me the fuck off".

Takeo took one quick glance at the creature and took a step backwards.

"That's...that's the fucking Rake!" he yelled observing the creature's body. The thing suddenly disappeared, in a blaze of hellfire, leaving only blood in it's stead. "Laz, you just killed a demon!" he said, patting the other boy on his back. This was no easy task. He had encountered this beast before, but never defeated it this quick. "The Demon's are like a higher-class of zombie, but when they are killed they don't die, they just go back to where they were summoned from...the rotten world. Unfortunately, this confirms what I though about the summoning. I'm sure Airi'll want to know about this. Oh well, let's keep going."

"That's...that's the fucking Rake!"

Lazarus' eyes widened. "Wha... whoa fuck. Wasn't... oh fucking shit. That thing! I... I thought it was just a Creepypasta. Fuck. Wait, what about Slenderman, and Zalgo!? Fuck. We're screwed. Imma smoke now... Fuck. This just gets better and better, eh guys?". Lazarus looked at the spot where the blood was, and growled. "If that fucker comes near me, or any of you again, I will personally 'Rake' him. Fucking douchebag". Lazarus took a drag of his cigarette, already feeling calmer. "Takeo. Before we move on, gimme answers. What do you know? And is the Rake coming back?".

Lazarus glared at Takeo, and it was fairly obvious that he was still fucking angry.

Sam was still stunned at the savage display put on by Lazarus. He kicked at the demon blood with the toe of his boot with a chuckle in his throat. He turned to Laz who was smoking to calm his nerves. The American put a hand on the guys back with a grin.

"You're a scary motherfucker Laz, you know that?"

He said with a laugh just after Lazarus had asked Takeo about the demons. While Laz had a point in wanting to know about all this voodoo magic mumbo jumbo Sam couldn't help but think this was a conversation to have a little later. Like when there weren't people that needed saving.

Takeo grinned. He always loved seeing how the non-hunters turned the demons and such into myths and scary stories.

"Well, Zalgo is made up, but The Slender Man..." he said, tightening his grip, while his expression became significantly more solemn. "He's real, that's for sure. But.." he said, trailing off. "We're not quite sure he's a demon." he said. "He's only been spotted a handful of times, and when he has, while he is sure as hell terrifying, he hasn't really done anything...and...I can't really give you the details, but suffice to say, if not for him, my youngernbrother and I might not be alive." Takeo's expression returned to normal. "Anyway," he said. "We should keep going. Oh yeah, and don't worry about the Rake. It takes an enormous amount of magic to summon a demon zombie, and once they go back to Rotten world, it takes quite a while before they can be summoned again."

Airi grinned as a giant demon came out of one of the back rooms. Its one large eye was glazed over blind while the smaller ones looked around. Its huge body was made of different people and caked in blood. "Behemoth... A big one too..." she muttered, before revving both chainsaws.

"I haven't seen one in a while..." she walked around it, its eyes following her. They were just for show, the main way it hunted was sound. The echo in the room didn't help the thing either. She grinned and ran at the beast, chainsaws blazing. She cut off a couple limbs before spinning to see the thing charging at her.

"Shit!" she tucked and rolled out of the way. She popped up to see the thing with its main head stuck in the wall. Taking a running start, she hopped up on the thing's back and with a deft slice, cleared the head from the body, killing it. She stood on its shoulders, walking forward onto the chest as it fell. "Well, Ku-ku will wanna know about this..." she brought her hands to her walkie-talkie and pushed the button. "Come in, Ku-ku. Do you read me?" she hoped this damn thing worked.

Lazarus turned to Sam, and grinned. "Just don't freak me out or piss me off, and you'll be fine, heh". Lazarus turned to Takeo. "So Zalgo's fake, thank god, and Slendy's not so bad after all, although he's fucking terrifying. Well, seems like the only realy problem so far is 'The Rake', and I guess you're right, we should head upstairs quick. That thing came from that direction too. Shit".

Lazarus' ears perked up as if he heard something. "Fuck, we gotta mo- Hang on, hold up. My Phone's ringing". Lazarus picked up. "Hey, how're ya holding up?".

"They... *Cough*.. go through the Barrier... fucking bastards claw hurt like hell though, but I managed to *Cough* send the fucker running... Heh.".

"H-Hey, don't you fucking pass out on me, woman! Listen, the pale things dead, and we're coming upstairs right now, alright".

"Mkay...".

*Thump*

"H-Hey, ya there? Answer me dammit! Fuck!". Lazarus hung up, quickly pocketing the phone and bolting forward even faster than he'd been running before. He raced to the stairs and leaped up them four at a time, all the way until he reached the roof. He panted out of exhaustion, and then took in the scene before him. The roof was covered with injured people, some with only minor scratches, others with full on injuries, like torn out chest cavities and severed limbs. Lazarus took a few steps forward, before he saw the person he wanted to see. He didn't hold back any longer, and he shouldn't have been expected to.

"Mokou. Mokou, Mokou, Mokou. Oi, wake up, douchebag. Wake up". Laz felt for a pulse...

....
....
....
....
....
....

*Thump*

Lazarus sighed in relief, and he wiped his eyes. "Don't ever do that again, ya stupid.... Heh, I'm glad you're alive". He looked Mokou up and down, and realised that she'd taken a ton of bull-crap from the Rake. He lifted her up and into his arms, and then turned to the others. "She's all good, but what do we do about the others? Most of them are dead or injured.... so what now?".

[EDIT]

The scene before him was one of pure carnage. Sam couldn't help but feel a pang of rage at the scene. The monsters weren't just some mindless horde. Not after what Takeo had told him. Not after this. Sam looked on as Laxarus pleaded with the youngn woman to wake up. He smiled hapily when he saw her eyes open. Laz lkooked back at Takeo and him looking for direction on what to do about the bodies around them. Sam leaned a little closer to Takeo and spoke in a hushed tone.

"Hey Takeo man, none of these people are gunna make. The ones that are still moving are gunna bleed out in a couple minutes and with that forcefield up we can'tt get them to a hospital...."

Before he could answer his walkie sprang to life. Airi's voice coming to life from the device.

"Come in, Ku-ku. Do you read me?"

Airi sat on the Behemoth's chest, smiling. They ere alright. She gave a sigh of relief and pushed the button.

"Het, we're just headed back now. We got Laz's friend, but the rest are lost."

"Alright. I'm fine, too. Thanks for asking. Tell Sam and the others I said hi and I'm holed up in the food court. Oh yeah, there was a Behemoth, currently dead but whatever." she walked to one of the vendor stalls and pulled out a soda. "There were some crawler, but they're easy. I'll be waiting, boys~" she sang the last part and gave a fake kiss. She gathered some snack foods and drinks before shoving them into a bag.

"FUCK!"

Lazarus swore again as he smacked his fist onto the ground. "That's one of my friends dead, and another injured. Fuck it all..... Heh, I'm gonna need another cigarette packet by the time this bullshit is over. And when I find out who did this....". Lazarus stood, walking past the two people with him without a word, but the expression of pure hatred on his face said it all. "I'll make them pay".



"There, she's safe now. Hopefully she'll be good as new later..... She's not gonna turn, is she?". Lazarus took another drag of his smoke and sighed. It'd been fairly easy to get back to the Gym and lock the door again, although Laz wasn't sure if that other chick, Airi, was back yet. He was about to go further away from the others, when he heard someone mumble his name. Needless to say, he spun around with the force of a flighter-jet at full speed.

"Eh, Laz. The fuck happened?".

"Nothing much, aside for you getting your ass handed to you by the guy I broke".

"Pfft, whatever. Gimme that Smoke".

"No".

"Why not?".

"Your stomach has a massive laceration in it, your hand-eye coordination is horribly off, a few of your ribs are broken and you still want a goddamn cigarette?".

"Of course I do, dumbass".

"Fine, fine fine, whatever". Lazarus took the cigarette out of his mouth, and held it just out of reach of Mokou. She glared and lifted her head, a gesture which caused her a slight amount of pain, but she still managed to get the smoke into her mouth. "Dmn ths ish gud".

"What?".

"I said it was good".

"Oh....".

"Lazarus. What's wrong?".

"A lot of things. I'll fill ya in later, alright?".

Airi watched the zombies pounding on the glass, groaning at her. It was interesting to watch really. She nibbled on a popsicle before she walked over to the Behemoth's corpse and kicked it. She sighed and waited before she growled and went back into a stand. She grabbed some beer and shoved it into the bag with the other food.

"Seriously, Kukai, Sam!? Where the hell are you guys!? I'm sleepy and that mob out there could kill me at any time!" she screamed in anger. "First you ditch me and then this?! Ugh! I'm not sharing my bed with either of you now! And I'm totally not sharing my beer!" she huffed.

When Aika's hand was done being tended by Tenno, he flexed his fingers all in one go to test it. Expectantly, he winced, but the pain was definitely dulled and there was little chance of him aggravating it once more. Before he could even thank the teen, Tenno had gone off somewhere else.

(Just gonna skip through some of the stuff here to avoid confusion, since everyone's moved on rather quickly.)

It seemed like many of the members from the original group were still alive, but they had a new addition to the team, a female survivor who seemed to be friends with Laz. Aika overheard the conversation between Sam and Airi, which immediately perked his interest.

"We're called the Blood Rose. "

Aika's head snapped straight towards the location of Airi's voice. Blood Rose...? He recalled reading a name similar to that from books that involved hidden literature and history. It couldn't be...? He removed his specs and stared at the girl with focused, red eyes. Any person who 'knew' that Aika required his 'corrective spectacles' would find out the fact that he didn't actually need them at all.

"...The Blood Rose Guild you're talking about...it couldn't have possibly been the one involved in the huge incident way back in Africa...an incident that was wiped out from the records and archives. An incident that involved...these things? " he asked, blurting out things without thinking, curiosity overcoming his caution.

By the time he realized, Aika shoved his spectacles back onto his nose.

"A-ah! I might've been mistaken, it's not like I've been reading historic events that were wiped from records. " Aika's eyes widened with shock at what he had just said. He mentally slapped himself for letting panic get to him. Shoot!

Takeo sat in the corner, peeling an orange and listening to the conversation. It was amusing, he thought, to hear Airi's view on being a zombie hunter. he felt quite bad for not going to her rescue, but he had really hurt the lower right side of his stomach rescuing Laz's friend, and he judged that Sam could handle it. Sam had proved to be quite an asset, covering Takeo and Airi's ass, multiple times. He really did like the big guy, he thought, and he seemd to be getting along well with his partner. Very well. Was that a pang of jealousy? Nah, he shrugged it off. A bit unsuccessfully. He got up and tossed the half eaten orange.

"I'm taking another shower." he said, stripping off his shirt, and tying it around the bandages on his chest, as to not get them wet.