When her older sisters had planned their annual trip to Japan, the youngest of the triplets was entirely certain that the End of the bloody World had not been part of their itinerary. Eighteen months, they'd spent fighting to survive in a country that wasn't even their own.
And fucking hell were there ever walkers amongst Japan ever since the World had, quite literally, gone to shit.
No one knew the exact origins of the outbreak, only that it could be transmitted through blood. Hell, the virus had also been discovered to be transferred sexually.
The triplets had spent most of their survival days together. Whether that be gathering supplies, fighting the walkers, or bunkering down from place to place.
Of course, zombie movies always warned that the worst place to be during the apocalypse was the city.
They had been correct...
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This is an MHA fic! A Denki x OC story!
Enjoy the comedy, romance, and everything in between. YOU'LL NEED TISSUES BTW!
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This story is rated 18+ for course language, smut, lemons, and violence.
"I hate everyone."
"Except me, right?"
"No, especially you."
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It's funny, isn't it? That when the whole world decides to become infected with a brutal and fatal virus, the real monsters are the ones still alive? Blake Finnegan lost most of his life before the apocalypse anyway. So for him, it's no problem. But can a group of four just as tormented teenagers change his perspective?
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"Genies grant three."
"I'll take three." I shrug.
"Two." He bargains.
"Three." I say sterner.
"One." He couldn't look any more relaxed.
I almost take up his earlier offer on two. Almost. I'm still too stubborn.
"Five." I cross my own arms, covered in dirt.
"I-" He stutters, "You're going backwards."