Highschool of the Dead: Fanfiction Darkpenn

Chapter 4.8: The Ohona Incident

Finding another group of survivors, Takashi and his friends encounter some old ghosts and some new dangers.

[Author's note: This story takes place about sixteen months after the group arrived at the Maresato farm.]

"Somehow, that just doesn't seem natural," said Takashi to Saeko. He was looking at Saya and Hirano, riding ahead of them on the motorbike - Saya on the front, Hirano on the back holding on tight.

Saeko, next to Takashi in the convertible, smiled her inscrutable smile. "They seem to be having a good time," she said. "Perhaps they are simply glad to get away from parental responsibilities for a little while. I don't mind it myself, and Grandmother Maresato loves to look after Nozomi and Rise."

"They're a strange pair, but they do seem to be pretty attached to each other," said Takashi. "Mind you, I'm pretty attached to you as well."

"And I suppose I do not mind your company," said Saeko. She looked at the map she held. "Ohona City is another two kilometres, so we should stop and scout."

Takashi sounded the horn. Saya stopped the bike and Takashi pulled up alongside. "Ohona City is just up ahead," said Takashi. "We haven't been there before, so we should take it easy."

"How big is Ohona?" said Hirano.

"According to the Tomo guidebook, it used to be about thirty thousand people," said Saeko. "Big enough for us to get some more supplies, and also big enough to have a zombie problem. And possibly survivors, as well. There's a cliff overlooking the city, not far from here. We should be able to see everything from there."

They found a road leading to the top of the cliff. There was a lookout platform located there.

Hirano held his telescopic sight to his eye. "There!" he said, pointing.

In the middle of the city was a store, two storeys, with a flat roof. There were human survivors, a dozen or so, in sight. In front of the building was a throng of zombies, maybe thirty.

"Damn," said Saya. "And I was hoping that this would be a nice quiet supply trip. Pick up some baby powder and chocolate."

"Chocolate would be very good," said Saeko, as she studied the scene with the binoculars. "Alcohol as well."

"Maybe we should think about helping those people first," said Takashi. "If we can see them, they can probably see us. But we need to get their attention."

"Hmm," said Saya. "Kohta, give me that telescopic sight." Hirano did so.

Saya angled the sight into the sun until it caught a flash. She kept flashing towards the people on the roof.

"They've seen it," said Saeko after a while. "They're waving."

A few minutes passed. Then one of the besieged survivors held up a large piece of cardboard with writing. How many of you?

Saya made four flashes.

Armed? One for yes, two for no.

Saya flashed once.

Fifteen of us. Some guns but low on ammo. Have vehicles but out of petrol.

Saeko surveyed the rest of the city. "There is a petrol station about five blocks away," she said. "Looks reasonably intact. Doesn't help them much being that far away, of course."

"Saeko, Saya, what are your feelings about the survivors?" said Takashi.

It was an important question. They had encountered survivors before who were almost as dangerous as zombies. Takashi did not want to lead his friends into danger, and then find that the people they rescued started to point guns at them.