Full Moon {BNHA apocalypse AU} Discontinued

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Shoto walked down the chaotic streets, unaware of the large mob behind him until he heard the sound of running footsteps. Quickly turning around, he saw them hundreds, he took a running step forward and used his ice to boost him upwards. He noticed that the zombies could still use their quirks as one began to climb up. He grabbed the dagger, got down on one knee and stabbed him straight in the forehead. He fell to the ground, screeching in pain. The body landed with a loud thump and you could hear the organs and flesh tear apart. Shoto used his ice to slide down to a metal workshop, he had the quiver around his shoulder and grabbed multiple rods. He found a bow string in the store as well, he knew he would have to hand craft the rest. Shoto gathered up the materials he knew he would need and ran. The building in which he stayed was where he ran. He used his ice to elevate himself up, using his fire to melt it away. When he arrived he sighed and leaned his head against the wall. He failed to find his classmates, siblings and any other survivors.

But why haven't I turned? I'm not a zombie, does this mean I'm immune, does it have to do with this mark? He stared at his neck through the ice again. The black seemed to stare back at him. He sighed and hid it with his shirt. Curious, he unwrapped the bandages around his leg and stared at the wound. It disturbed him, he continuously felt the urge to throw up looking at the powerful bite. The fact that some mutated human could do some kind of bite mark this powerful and painful. His leg stopped bleeding and the wound was healing slowly. He rewrapped the bandages. Then grabbed the metal sheets, he grabbed a few nails and a hammer. He began to work on the open wall. The wall was finished halfway up when the sun began to go down. He used the ice to coat up the rest. He wasn't hungry, the wound looked so disgusting that his apatite was gone.

He took out the metal and string and got to work. Knowing what a bow looked liked, he began to shape the metal and after many attempts he finally made a decent bow. Grabbing his failed attempts, he used his fire to weld the metal to be more straight. He welded the metal into a speared tip and made sure it was sharp and pointed. He cut a little notch in the back and grabbed the can and cut it into tiny pieces to form triangles. He placed them and put ice on the vertical side so the two horizontal triangles a different color. He used his ice and slid down to the roof of another building and grabbed the arrow. He put it into the bow, to his delight it worked really well. He the can as his target. It was incredibly small, due to the fact that bows were not close ranged weapons he simply tried to hit it. He failed incredibly bad. He wished he took his father's archery lessons.

He stood out there, working until the sun was almost down. He picked up all the arrows and threw them into the quiver. He slid to the base and checked for any zombies. Nothing, he secured his fortress and began to check the surrounding areas. He stood up again and walked around. He then proceeded to use the spare metal sheet to carve a target for him to practice on. He used one of the sharper arrows to draw out circles. Doing so, he realized that people should be coming out of the bunkers in a few weeks, if anything, allowing them to find him. Although, he still wouldn't fully trust them, probably because he wasn't sure of the intelligence of these zombies. Then again, he sat down and soon fell asleep, to his surprise, finding the sounds of chaos relaxing.

In the bunker

"Alright, it's been two days now, but I have no idea when we should go back out." Bondo sighed and looked at the food sources, they should have enough to at least four more days.

"I don't know, but it looks like we have enough food to last four more days... who ate the food?!" Iida cried out before pointing to the large amount sitting in the corner. No one stood up or even said, in fact, they had no idea.

"Question about the banging, do you think that it's possible that the banging on our bunker's doors could have been your classmate... Todoroki, right?" Rin asked quietly, looking up at the ceiling of the bunker. They all took that into consideration before Aizawa spoke up louder then usual to get the attention on him.

"It is possible, although we need to understand that we don't understand the how intelligent these zombies can be, some can possibly use their quirks and this mutation can make them stronger. So even if it was Shoto, it would take a long time to open and close those doors, causing us to let in these zombies, I'm unaware of how sound proof the walls are so we need to keep quiet. We need to accept that he... Shoto might be dead. It's hard to believe that our strong student could be out to kill us, but we need to remember to stay strong. If we go down, then we go down together."

"IF WE GO DOWN THEN WE GO DOWN TOGETHER!" Mic raised his fist into the air, standing on a stood to make himself taller. People cheered and pumped their fists into the air as well. The teachers could only stand and smile at Mic's bravery and his confidence in this awful time. Aizawa smiled and looked up at Mic then pumped his fist into the air, causing the teachers to do the same.

"IF WE GO DOWN THEN WE GO DOWN TOGETHER!"