Love in the Dead

Streets of the Dead

A plane sat still on the runway. The co-pilot walked towards his seat. "I finished checking on the passengers. We don't have anyone who's injured or has a high fever. Or who's already dead." The pilot had a grim look. "Your family is in Tokyo, right?" The co-pilot sat down and put the headset on. "I called but no one answered."

"Tokonosu Tower, JX089 ready for take off." The operators replied back. "JX089, Tokonosu Tower, hold on runway 3-4. We have a problem." Surrounding the plane was 'them'.

From the top of a building two people were looking at 'them' through scopes. One of 'them' adjusted his glasses and smirked. "Disgusting smirk." The woman was lying on her stomach awaiting order.

Her partner was looking through a telescope. "He's an actor. He came to Tokonosu for a film shoot. Distance 4500. Angle of elevation minus six, almost no wind, no need for correction. Confirming permission to shoot." The moment the words left his mouth a bullet flew through the sky and pierced the actor's head. More shots rang out and each one of 'them' fell to the ground.

The man glanced at his partner. "Bravo." He touched his headset. "All targets on the runway are now neutralized. Over." His partner rose from her position and began to massage her breast under her vest.

He sweatdropped as he looked at her actions. "What are you doing?" She continued to massage them. "I've been laying down all morning. They feel numb." She then stretched her arms above her head. He smiled at her. "I can massage them if you want." She began to take off her vest. "I'll let you if you were a better sniper than me." His eyebrow rose. "Better than you who ranks within the top five police officers in the country? That's just impossible."

She unzipped her jacket. "Then forget it." He looked away from her and towards the runway. "At any rate, I can't believe they even showed up at an ocean airport that you can only get to by boat. They've been restricting entry, right?"

"Yeah, they're only allowing important officials, technicians that are needed to maintain the airport, and their family members. Someone among them must have been infected. It's not that bad right now, but we don't know how long it will stay that way."

With the runway now cleared of 'them' the airplane safely took off. The man watched the scene. "If they hadn't sent me here as an anti-terrorism measure, who knows what would have happened to this place. Although, it's not like I have unlimited ammo on me." She took off her glasses with her eyes closed. "So, you're going to run away?" He looked at her through the corner of his eye. "No I'm not. At least, not yet."

The women stared at the plane in the sky. "I'm going to the city. Sooner or later."

"Do you have a boyfriend or something?"

She laughed slightly. "I've got a friend there." Speaking of said friend, she was currently stuck in traffic, on a bus with a manipulative teacher and slightly annoying students.

Shido-sensei stood in the middle of the bus talking. "Exactly, that's why we should secure a safe place first then make moves together rather than making random moves on an individual basis. For example, we should wait until we're ready to act as a disciplined group to confirm the safety of our family members. I think that's the most important thing we need to think about. Right now, we need to focus on laying on the framework." As he was talking, Hirano was asleep next to Takagi while she had her eyes closed thinking. Aruki was gazing out the window, looking at the people walking on the sidewalk.

Takagi began to nudge Hirano awake. "Hirano!" He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Takagi-san, good morning." She looked at him annoyed. "How can you sleep right now? You're drooling." He slowly looked out the window. "Because. Look at that. I think it's better to evacuate to the suburbs." She pointed towards him. "Cars aren't the only evacuation method." He looked at her startled. "The ocean airport." She looked out the window towards the sky. "It's obviously dangerous to be in the city. I bet a bunch of people are trying to escape to some island or isolated areas that have a high concentration of armed populace. She leaned back and crossed her legs.