Not Dead Yet

Chapter 15- Roll The DICE

      It's never a good thing waking up when you're a zombie since it's one of two things happening. You starved yourself to a pass out point or in my case, you get tranqed.

   I sat up slowly and cautiously, a ringing in my ears. I was in a barred room that was reminiscent of a jail cell. I tried to push myself to stand but I was  too weak.

   My neck felt a cold chill and o looked down, eyes wide at the site below. My bite was fully exposed and my scarf was missing. "No...nononono no no nO NO!!!!" I shouted, not caring about where I was anymore or what was going on.

   A person came running in, with a gun. He looked around at other cells and I noticed the zombies in each of them. God... it was horrible. I stopped screaming and he passed, not before making eye contact with me.

   The guy doubled back as I stared blankly at him. I analyzed him cautiously. He wasn't a guy a normal person would be instantly afraid of. He had a snobbish demeanor emanating from him, and his blonde hair didn't help his case, nor did the clean slacks and white dress shirt.

"Huh. So you were the Supreme Leader I heard so much about. Even in the undead you seem useless." He said, smirking. I held my tongue. "Not going to try and attack me? What an oddity you are." He said.

"Nishishi~ who said I'd want snob guys in my system?" I questioned, snickering at him in annoyance. He was taken aback by me even communicating. "How are you speaking... your brain should be mush." He snarled, aiming the gun into my cell.

  I laughed, looking at him up and down. "Why don't you come in so I can tell you?" I asked, sticking my tongue out. "I'm not an idiot. So those buffoons were right. You're turning slowly... tch. You'll be undead in an hour. You can't keep fighting it Kokichi." He said.

    It took me a minute to realize just who he was. But it became obvious. "Alright Togami." I said, yawning. His eyes widened ever so slightly, but then they narrowed. He walked on, and I acted like I was losing it. I need to play the role of what I hate.

   There's no other way I can figure out how to escape, and find Fuyuhiko and Souda. It's easy acting brain dead when you're a smart person. I'm not trying to toot my own horn but... deception goes a long way and can make anyone seem like what they are not. I sat there blankly, waiting for what was next.

+Approximately 2 Hours Later+

   I watched as the guards came around, looking in at every zombie. "Found him." One said, standing in front of my cell. The other came over and smirked. "Oh look at him all vulnerable and idiotic. Togami is such an idiot, thinking he's not turned yet. I mean look at the old boss!" He said. I recognized him instantly as my right hand man, Tsukuyami Yuu
, back when I was still in DICE.

   The past comes back to bite you when you least expect it. Yuu fished a rope through the bars, trying to get it around my neck. I slightly moved my head each time, it took a lot to not burst out laughing. Yet, it took more not to cry.

   Traitors. My organization turned out to be damned traitors... I became distracted by my anger and they looped it around my neck, pulling it tight and dragging me to the edge of the bars. I coughed, clawing at the rope rather than the idiots.

  "Heh, look at him!" The other guard said as he opened the cells door. I attempted to get a scratch on him but he pulled the rope, causing me to loose my balance slightly. They started walking and dragging me, and any time I lagged behind I felt as if I were being choked.

   Silent tears dripped down my face as I arrived at an elevator type thing. They pulled me in with them and the rope came off my neck, the two leaving the elevator. I coughed and fell to my knees, breathing better.

   "Stupid reaction. Tch, I thought this woulda been interesting. WE ARE LOWERING DOWN THE ZOMBIE!" The guard yelled into a speaker as the elevator door shut. My heart race and I banged my fists into the door.

   I screamed my head off, trying to get them to open. Claustrophobia what can I say? Cells are different. You can see into other places from the bars. But elevators.. The elevator began to move and it caused me to stumble about as I had stood. I clung to the sides of the elevator.

   As it came to a halt, a very faint voice rang through the elevator's walls and doors. It was some sort of an announcer, announcing an arena battle. This was Souda's hell... oh god... I brought him back to his hell and now I was experiencing it.

As the doors opened, I heard the last seconds of a countdown and then a siren, as if it were a go. On the other side of the arena was another person, a female. However I was more interested in the arena. It was a dome, filled to the brim with... with survivors.

"What the hell..." I murmured, keeping my voice down. I cautiously walked out of the elevator, and watched the girl now. She was very afraid, holding onto a plank of wood. She kept her distance and watched my movements like a hawk.

The announcer from earlier was speaking about what was going on, giving a play by play of me watching her and her watching me. Apparently I should've attacked by now. I tuned him out and decided I should watch the girl.

She had purple hair in a messy bun, and a pair of heterochromatic eyes, one amber and one blue. She wasn't pretty and looked disheveled. Her movements were stiff and she became agitated by my disinterest.

The girl charged forward like a bull, using the club like a bat and swinging at me. I dodged and there was a loud gasp from the crowd. "Tch why are they all acting like this?" I groaned, talking out loud. My speaking caught her off guard and she dropped her club, shaking in fear.

I slid my hand to where my knives would be and I drew them, kicking the girl in the stomach. So much for checking me for weapons. She dropped, clutching her stomach, tears in her eyes. I grabbed her by the hair and stood behind her, holding the knife to her throat.

The crowd was in thunderous applause and amused. "OUMA KOKICHI, THE OLD LEADER OF OUR WONDERFUL DICE HAS JUST MADE STELLAR MOVEMENTS AND HAS KNOWLEDGE DESPITE BEING TURNED!!! NOW HE MUST KILL HER!"  The announcer exclaimed.

   I wasn't killing an innocent. "Are you alright?" I murmured, her eyes wide with fear. "M-make it quick..." She cried. I tilted my head and pulled my knife away, kicking her to the ground. She landed beside her club and I dropped my knives, putting my hands up. "Can I surrender??" I shouted, waving them.

    The announcer went quiet then spoke up. "Wait is he speaking? Anyone close enough to hear the zombie??" He said, voice booming. "Loud as hell I see." I growled under my breath as my request reached him slowly but surely. The girl wasn't attacking me, which was a surprise.

   "Can you TURN her? Yes!!! An intellectual zombie! How mind boggolingly funny!" He shouted. "That's not what I asked!!" I shouted back, looking for something to make my voice louder. I drew my gun and fired it twice in the air, silence filling the dome.

    "CAN YOU HEAR ME ANNOUNCER IDIOT?!" I shouted, my voice sore from the yelling. "Tch, loud and clear. No need to scream, it's quiet enough." He responded. I rolled my eyes. "I said I want to surrender. How do I do that?" I asked, tilting my head. And out came a roar of laughter.

   "Oh silly silly old leader!!! You really have lost your touch. Used to be so brutal till that damned highschool hit you. It's either you let her kill you or you end her miserable life!" The announcer said. I looked back at the girl, she had stood up now.

   She charged me and hit me across the face with the club. I went down fast, eyes crossing. She leaned down and hit my body mercilessly, each injury healing at its own rate but the pain significant. I wouldn't kill her... but I'd do it for when the cure came...

   I made a swift move in between her  swings and rolled her over, successfully on top of her. Her eyes widened as she struggled. "I'm very sorry.... but I intend to not die to a puny stick." I murmured, digging my nails into her shoulders skin.

   She screeched in pain and I quickly got off of her and I watched her twitch out. It was a fast turn. "WE HAVE A VICTOR!!!" The announcer shouted, a thunderous roar of laughter and cheers and even boos. I clutched my head as the voices were so loud.

   The tranq entered my skin out of no where, causing me to fall. As my world became black again, I cried silently. What was I going to do....