I recently got Year of the Zombie, along with several supplements for it. After reading them, I've had apocalyptic zombie uprisings on the brain, and since Negima is my favorite manga, I couldn't help but combine the two. The fic below is modeled after "The Diaries of Becka," which is a novella that comes with YotZ.
It finally happened. That little bitch, Nodoka Miyazaki, finally became too much of a burden to ignore.
I was against taking her with us when we raided that American military base anyway, but we were stretched too thin. Between Negi-sensei, Setsuna, Fumika, Ku Fei, Chachamaru, and Asuna, it was all we could do to hold back the horde of zombies there while I, Kaede, Nodoka, Makie, and Chisame got inside to search for vehicles and supplies. Apparently a lot of people had had the same idea as us, heading to the base in hopes of finding protection or at least weapons and food, because the place was fucking crawling with moving corpses. I didnÆt envy Negi-sensei and the others distracting the bulk of them outside, but there were just as many wandering the halls also.
We had no less than three close calls, and just like every other time, Miyazaki was useless at best. SheÆd do nothing but scream, needing to actually take time to think before bringing her gun, a pussy-ass little derringer IÆd given her, to bear. Even then, she couldnÆt hit an enemy unless they were practically humping her already. If it wasnÆt for Kaede putting daggers into skulls so skillfully, weÆd never have made it through.
Finally, after Chisame had hacked through no less than two security doors, we managed to hit the jackpot: an underground garage, which had two armored vehicles in it, along with barrels of precious fuel. It was everything we could have hoped for (besides guns or food). That was when Miyazaki ruined everything.
The garage had been designed to be hard to break into, but easy to get out of in case of an emergency. Nodoka, being not just stupid, but also unlucky, had heaved a sigh of relief and leaned backàright onto the big fucking red button on the wall that opened the main garage doors. The noise was horrendous, and made damn sure that the zombie horde outside stopped trying to chase Negi-sensei and the others, and instead came directly at us. Chisame and Makie, who were nearest to the doors, barely had time to scream, let along move, before they were engulfed. I could have shot enough of the corpses clear that they might have been able to get clear, but theyÆd already been bitten, which was a death sentence for them. I put a bullet into each of their heads to end the agony they were in as they were devoured, and to make sure that they didnÆt rise again. They deserved that much.
Kaede had dragged Miyazaki into one of the armored vehicles and I followed suit. Somehow, we managed to get the thing turned on, and plowed over the zombies, listening to them crunch and wail, to get back outside to Negi-sensei and the others. They followed us in the bus until weÆd managed to shake the last of the zombies chasing us.
I was silent when I got out. The look on my face was the same as always, something IÆd worked hard on even before the Rising, but inside I was absolutely seething. Kaede was explaining what had happened to the others, and Nodoka, that little fuck-up, was sobbing about how sorry she was. I donÆt know what pissed me off more, the fact that all she could do was cry after sheÆd gotten two of our friends killed, or the fact that everyone seemed so ready and willing to forgive her.
I didnÆt even think about it. I just drew my gun, got a bead on her, and pulled the trigger, blowing her fucking head off. No one even realized what I was doing, except Asuna. She actually tried to tackle me before I got the shot off, which was idiotic, considering that she was ten feet away and seven months pregnant. I swear to God, sometimes it seems like she doesnÆt care about her baby at all, considering that it took the end of the goddamn world for Takahata-sensei to finally fuck her. Hopefully though, my having busted her nose open with the butt of my pistol will teach her to be more careful.
Everyone was just sort of staring at me as MiyazakiÆs dead body hit the ground. ôShe got Chisame and Makie killed.ö My voice was almost a snarl, and I could feel my emotionless mask disintegrating. ôThat miserable little bitch was nothing but dead fucking weight from the beginning. It was bad enough hauling her useless ass along, but I am not going to let other people pay the tab for her being a liability! So if any of you has a problem with what I just did, go ahead and FUCKING SAY SO!!!ö
No one said anything, and I stomped away, though not too faràyou can never be sure when one of those undead motherfuckers will pop up seemingly out of nowhere. I could hear them starting to talk as I left, murmuring words like ôcrazyö and ômurderer,ö but I ignored them. I was right, and even though theyÆll probably hate me for it forever, they know it. They wonÆt do anything, because even if theyÆre dumb, theyÆre not stupidàwe absolutely have to stay together to avoid death or worse, and IÆm too good with a gun for them to abandon me.
It wasnÆt until I was alone that I let myself cryà
- from The Diaries of Mana
It finally happened. That little bitch, Nodoka Miyazaki, finally became too much of a burden to ignore.
I was against taking her with us when we raided that American military base anyway, but we were stretched too thin. Between Negi-sensei, Setsuna, Fumika, Ku Fei, Chachamaru, and Asuna, it was all we could do to hold back the horde of zombies there while I, Kaede, Nodoka, Makie, and Chisame got inside to search for vehicles and supplies. Apparently a lot of people had had the same idea as us, heading to the base in hopes of finding protection or at least weapons and food, because the place was fucking crawling with moving corpses. I didnÆt envy Negi-sensei and the others distracting the bulk of them outside, but there were just as many wandering the halls also.
We had no less than three close calls, and just like every other time, Miyazaki was useless at best. SheÆd do nothing but scream, needing to actually take time to think before bringing her gun, a pussy-ass little derringer IÆd given her, to bear. Even then, she couldnÆt hit an enemy unless they were practically humping her already. If it wasnÆt for Kaede putting daggers into skulls so skillfully, weÆd never have made it through.
Finally, after Chisame had hacked through no less than two security doors, we managed to hit the jackpot: an underground garage, which had two armored vehicles in it, along with barrels of precious fuel. It was everything we could have hoped for (besides guns or food). That was when Miyazaki ruined everything.
The garage had been designed to be hard to break into, but easy to get out of in case of an emergency. Nodoka, being not just stupid, but also unlucky, had heaved a sigh of relief and leaned backàright onto the big fucking red button on the wall that opened the main garage doors. The noise was horrendous, and made damn sure that the zombie horde outside stopped trying to chase Negi-sensei and the others, and instead came directly at us. Chisame and Makie, who were nearest to the doors, barely had time to scream, let along move, before they were engulfed. I could have shot enough of the corpses clear that they might have been able to get clear, but theyÆd already been bitten, which was a death sentence for them. I put a bullet into each of their heads to end the agony they were in as they were devoured, and to make sure that they didnÆt rise again. They deserved that much.
Kaede had dragged Miyazaki into one of the armored vehicles and I followed suit. Somehow, we managed to get the thing turned on, and plowed over the zombies, listening to them crunch and wail, to get back outside to Negi-sensei and the others. They followed us in the bus until weÆd managed to shake the last of the zombies chasing us.
I was silent when I got out. The look on my face was the same as always, something IÆd worked hard on even before the Rising, but inside I was absolutely seething. Kaede was explaining what had happened to the others, and Nodoka, that little fuck-up, was sobbing about how sorry she was. I donÆt know what pissed me off more, the fact that all she could do was cry after sheÆd gotten two of our friends killed, or the fact that everyone seemed so ready and willing to forgive her.
I didnÆt even think about it. I just drew my gun, got a bead on her, and pulled the trigger, blowing her fucking head off. No one even realized what I was doing, except Asuna. She actually tried to tackle me before I got the shot off, which was idiotic, considering that she was ten feet away and seven months pregnant. I swear to God, sometimes it seems like she doesnÆt care about her baby at all, considering that it took the end of the goddamn world for Takahata-sensei to finally fuck her. Hopefully though, my having busted her nose open with the butt of my pistol will teach her to be more careful.
Everyone was just sort of staring at me as MiyazakiÆs dead body hit the ground. ôShe got Chisame and Makie killed.ö My voice was almost a snarl, and I could feel my emotionless mask disintegrating. ôThat miserable little bitch was nothing but dead fucking weight from the beginning. It was bad enough hauling her useless ass along, but I am not going to let other people pay the tab for her being a liability! So if any of you has a problem with what I just did, go ahead and FUCKING SAY SO!!!ö
No one said anything, and I stomped away, though not too faràyou can never be sure when one of those undead motherfuckers will pop up seemingly out of nowhere. I could hear them starting to talk as I left, murmuring words like ôcrazyö and ômurderer,ö but I ignored them. I was right, and even though theyÆll probably hate me for it forever, they know it. They wonÆt do anything, because even if theyÆre dumb, theyÆre not stupidàwe absolutely have to stay together to avoid death or worse, and IÆm too good with a gun for them to abandon me.
It wasnÆt until I was alone that I let myself cryà
- from The Diaries of Mana
