Highschool of the Dead: Fanfiction Darkpenn

The american adventures part 1

Twenty-three years after the Outbreak, a distant land, strange and dangerous, is waiting to be explored.

Part 1: Contact

The Ryukyu rolled to a halt. Rei Miyamato and the delegation she led - Benaro Tatagi, Alice Maresato, Sachiko Hirano and Satsuki Kiromiri - walked down the ramp at the back of the plane. They were greeted by a group of men and women, some in battered civilian clothes and some in patched-together military uniforms.

"Welcome to the United States," said one of the men in uniform, in English. "Such as it is."

"On behalf of the people of Japan - such as it is - we are pleased to be here," said Rei, in the same language. "It's good to see you again, Ensign Fraser. It's been, what, thirty years since I bumped into you on the Forrestal."

The man smiled. "It hasn't been Ensign for a long while," he said. "Call me Jim, or James if you prefer. Let me say we were very pleased to get your radio transmission a while ago. Good to know that you are doing well in Japan."

"Well enough, at least," said Rei.

They were at the airport of the small US city of Columbia, on the Pacific coast. It was home to about a thousand people, making it the largest human city in North America.

"The airport is effectively the centre of the population for the city," said Fraser, as he led them towards one of the administration buildings. "That's not because we have any planes - yours is the first one to land here since the Collapse - but because it had the most open space for crops and cattle."

Fraser introduced a grey-haired woman. "This is Anne Kowalski, who is Mayor of Columbia," said Fraser. Kowalski shook hands all round.

Satsuki, who could speak English, translated for the rest of the Japanese party. They went into a building and the two groups seated themselves around a large table. Water and small plates of food were offered to the Japanese.

"Do you have power, electricity?" said Sachiko to Kowalski, via Satsuki.

"No, just oil lanterns and candles," said Kowalski. "Aside from that, only an emergency generator, which is connected to the radio equipment."

"Then perhaps you would accept these documents, as a goodwill gift," said Sachiko. She took a sheath of drawings and plans from the large folder she carried. "We have developed wind turbines that are fairly easy to build and are pretty efficient at generating electricity," she said. "There are about a hundred operating in Japan. We would be pleased to provide any assistance in their construction that we can."

Fraser and Kowalski examined the plans. "These are very good, very interesting," said Fraser. "I think we can build one of these. Where did the plans come from?"

"My mother drew them up," said Sachiko. "In fact, many people call them saya-mills, after her. She is very good on technology. In the years since the Outbreak, she has been extremely valuable. She has slowed down quite a lot since her husband, my father, was killed some years ago, when we destroyed the Tokyo tribe, but is still very smart. She was sorry she could not come on this trip, but she has many responsibilities running our major school."

"Are your zombies smarter than they used to be?" said Sachiko.

"Oh yeah," said Fraser. "Our only advantage is that they don't seem to like mountains much, and we're surrounded by mountains. But they still launch small attacks now and then, mainly in the summer months."

"This used to be a big military base not far from here, so we have had enough weapons, and a stock of petrol," said Kowalski. "You said on the radio that there was an EMP in Japan in the early days of the Outbreak which destroyed most your electronics. How have you managed that?"