chapter 19

"Ugh shit, I'm not finished just yet! There's no way I'll let you kill them all!!" screamed out a voice filled with strength. Although this voice was strong, it was also the voice of a dying man.

This voice belonged to Zed, an S-class warrior in the Apocalypse. Zed was known to be one of the great 7, the most powerful individuals during the apocalypse. Not even 5 minutes ago he had been fighting a world catastrophe type zombie alongside the other great 6. It was his first fight with the 6 in years as he had gone rogue after being betrayed and having his family murdered.

The reason he had come back was to save the rest of humanity from the being which had threatened it once again. But this fight could not be won... All 7, including himself, had been taken out after hours of nonstop fighting. In his last breath, he screamed at the massive beast which was about to kill him.

Right as the monsters massive foot was about to land down upon him and crush every bone in his body he blacked out.

[System boot up initiated... System up and running... Three days until Apocalypse...]

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"Ugh, fuck what happened? Am I dead?" Let out a raspy voice as it's owner lifted his head off of a desk.

"I hope you have a good excuse for interrupting this class Zed. If not you can get out right now!" screamed an old man's voice. 

Zed opened his eyes to see a bald old man screaming at him, anger visibly showing on his face.

What had happen? Why was he in a school classroom and why was This old man screaming at him. It only took a few seconds for him to come to his senses and realise what exactly was happening. If his memory served him right, this old man who was screaming at him should be his year 11 math teacher.

'What the hell? I've been brought back to my years in high school. How did this happen? No more importantly what's the date' Zed thought to himself as he stared at the angry old man.

Zed stood up in a rush and looked to the whiteboard. As he thought, he was in the past. The current date shown at the front of the room was the XX/XX/XX.

Now that Zed had confirmed his thoughts he couldn't waste even a second. Getting out from behind his desk he picked up his bag and headed for the door.

"Oh, so that's how it is huh? Detention in my room at lunch!" screamed the annoying old man.

"Fuck off before I teach you how it is you motherfucker!" Zed yelled at his teacher. This wasn't without reason. In the apocalypse, his teacher had sacrificed many students in order to save himself. 

This surprised the entire class who just sat there staring at what had just occurred.

Ignoring any further distraction, Zed headed for the exit. He needed to prepare for the apocalypse as soon as possible. 

During the first 3 weeks of the Apocalypse was the so-called 'defining stage'. This basically meant that experience gained would be timed by 10. During this phase was when a person would be defined as either the dead, a survivor or an extraordinary circumstance. Zed would aim to become the latter of the three. 

The door to the front of the school building slammed open as the wind blew through Zeds white hair. He was what this world recognized as an irregular. Or in other words, a person who is able to learn skills and knowledge extremely easily and without much effort. These types of people were very rare to the point where there was only 4 in the entirety of the United States.

Zed slid down the railing along the stairs and jumped off at the end. The first thing he needed to do was buy some weapons. He walked up to a car and opened its driver door, got in and started the car. 

'First I'll be needing to get some weapons. What should I get I wonder' Zed pondered as he pulled out of the car park with a screech of the tires.

Zed drove fast along the road until he had finally made it to a weapons shop. This shop sold many things from guns all the way to katanas to backpacks and knives. Annoyingly he wasn't able to buy any weapons but luckily he wasn't exactly a 'follow the rules' sort of teenager. And thus he owned a fake id.

His face and body shouldn't lead to the staff not believing him since he was rather tall and muscular for his age.

As Zed walked into the weapons store he was greeted by the beautiful store owner. She could be seen as a beauty among beauties. "You buying or just looking?" she asked politely.

"I'll be buying it today. I'm thinking about getting a sword and some other stuff," he responded as he browsed through the weapons in front of him. 

The main weapon Zed was going to need would be a sword. Although guns were strong at the beginning of the Apocalypse, eventually the strength of the dead increased and the usability of the guns became less and less.

As he looked through the rows of knives he saw one which he liked and so he pointed at it and asked the owner to get it ready to be bought. The knife he had chosen was a black and red knife which looked rather simple. The only decoration was the Chinese art of demons. The reason for picking it was because he knew it would perfect for killing zombies since the blade was long and sharp.

Next his eyes locked onto a set of katanas. The katana was of Japanese make and looked to be an authentic build. The katana was black and dark red. Its entirety was decorated with artwork of demons.

"I'll take these as well thanks," Zed said as he pointed at the katanas.

seeing this the store owner took the katana and placed it on the front bench.

"Is that all sir?" she asked with her beautiful and charming smile.

Zed smiled back at her and responded with a simple, "yea."

Zed gave the store owner his id which stated he was 18 and paid a total of $8,000. This may have seemed a little expensive, but Zed had a good eye for these things. He had decided it was worth it as soon enough his money would become worthless anyway.

Zed walked out of the store with his knife and two katanas which came with two saya (scabbards) and a double belt frog (to hold the katana)