Commander Hours [Punishing Gray Raven Fan-Fiction]

Volume 1: Chapter 1

My name is Kimura Tatsuya. I'm 25 years old. My hometown is in Kyoto. I'm a soldier stationed in Jakarta, Indonesia. There's nothing special about me. I'm just a normal soldier in the frontlines. Ah yes, I'm still not married.

Everything was fine until the corrupted attack and punishing virus plagued the world in a few short years of human civilization. That peaceful life i used to have is no more. We forced to seek refugees from the punishing virus. It's not easy for all of us. But I have to keep moving no matter what....

Kimura slowly opened his eyelids and saw the grey skies and dark clods hovering over his view. He wore green with mixed of dark and white colored military uniform, same pattern pants and a pair of leather boots. He layed on the ground with cut wounds and bruises all over his body. He rose up from the ground as he winced from the pain and saw the chaos within his view. Buildings and streets were tattered apart, many dead humans and destroyed corrupteds layed on the empty streets. He checked his pockets and he had one anti-punishing serum left in his hand.

"FERDI!!! SHERA!! ZHENG!!!" He gathered all of the air inside his lungs and shout. But not a single soul answered his call. He gathered all his strength as he tries to stand up on his feet. He held his other before limping towards an open area, more lots of dead corrupteds, men and women were seen. He did his best not to winced as he keep moving. Not for long, he found three dog tags on the ground, covered in blood and dented a bit. He crouched a bit to see closer to the dogtags and his face immediately darkens.

FERDI

SHERA

ZHENG

The light from his eyes dissappears as he stares at the dog tags. He can't scream, move or anything. He just kneel there desperately.

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The commander gasp and sits right up from whatever he was. He looked around him as he breathing hard and fast as if like he was being drowned. He woke up in a dimly lit room with metal walls and many decorations. Weapon racks on the left side of the room, bookshelves to the right, and lastly a large table with a chair in the middle of the room.

'A nightmare...?'

He looked downwards and to his surprise, he wore a commandant uniform with wing pattern from the left shoulder and all the way to the upper body.

He looked at the clock that attached to the wall that showed 2:55 a.m. That means it's still early morning. He sighed before going to sleep again on the sofa. Just before his head touched the matts, his stomach grumbled.

"Maybe I should eat something before going to sleep." He said to himself before rising from the bed and head towards the kitchen. Most of the lights along the way were dead, because its night time supposedly in Babylonia HQ.

He searched through the shelves from the kitchen to find something to eat, eventually he found one cup noodle in the fridge. Who the Frick put cup noodles in the fridge...?? Without further ado, he turned off the stove and took the boiled teapot on it before pouring the hot water into the cup noodle. As we waits for the noodle to cooked..

"Commander..?"

The commander jolted by the call and turns around 180° fastly.

"Who goes there?! Better not messed with me! I have black belt since 15!" He exclaimed as he performed a karate stance. It was Lucia, commander's assistant when he was  stationed in Babylonia months ago.