Hello Ladies and Gentlemen! Artimes here, sorry for not posting anything in a while! Just things where hectic in the last year. Moved cross country and again within the city i am in now. So hahahaha moving on.

I welcome you to my newest fanfic! Calling it When it all goes toHell,where the cast of the HOTD also known as High School of the Dead, run into an undercover B.S.A.A agent. The B.S.A.A agent is a new OC of mine who is named Chase Revenant, who holds many secrets of his own. Don't worry many people from the resident evil series will show up excluding those who are dead after Resident Evil 5. Good game... Lacking in time length however... Anyway on to the new story!

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Z-Day 1300

I am Chase Revenent, class 2-C of Fujimi High School. A transfer student from the United States, second seat of the Bushido club, straight A student who excelled in all sports. I am tall, lean, with blond hair and always wearing sunglasses. Well that's the cover for it anyway. In actuality I am a Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance Agent who was sent solo to observe the Pharmaceutical Company that had called itself Denki ketsuastu.

I had uncovered a supposed dealing that was going to take place today, and as such they are sending in Alpha team to collect undeniable proof that Denki is involved with bioterrorists. The mission barely began and as such all I have to do is waiting for the Japanese B.S.A.A to contact me and tell me the mission is complete before I hand in my resignation to the school and move on to my next mission.

Alpha Team

1305 hours

In the back streets of town two groups were meeting up. One was dressed in suits and ties and held suitcases. Typical class A Cannon Fodder, along with a group of men dressed in normal civilian clothing. Their eyes seemed to be bulging out of their heads as they looked around. Though before they could finished their business, two vans pulled into the alley way on opposite ends and out came Alpha team there assault rifles poised to kill all those who resist.

"Place the suitcases on the ground and raise your hands to the air!" The commander of Alpha Team commanded both groups. Both groups however decided otherwise and drew out their own weapons and preceded the gun fight. One of the terrorist's heads was shot right off, only to be replaced by a strange looking creature that almost made him look like a giraffe with a blade on the top. One B.S.A.A operative cursed aloud as he drew out a shotgun and preceded firing at the creature.

The gun fight had ended with the B.S.A.A barely winning, as they walked over towards the only surviving member of the dealers, the man pulled out a switch and pressed. Everyone lunged away from the man expecting him to explode violently. However he started laughing. The Commander of Alpha team grabbed this man's collar and began his interrogation. The man began to convulse as his arm mutated. Alpha teams leader began to move away only to have a giant claw sticking out of his stomach, the last words he heard was, "Z- Day has BEGUN!"

Back at School On the roof

1330 hours.

(From now on it is general P.O.V)

Chase had decided to go to the restroom, which instead we went to the roof to set up the radio device that he had stashed away up there just in case of emergencies. He set up the radio and turned the dial to the right setting for the North America Branch of the B.S.A.A.

"North America B.S.A.A, this is Chase Reverent, U.S.B.S.A.A agent 00391123, requesting a mission update on the Japanese mission. I have seemed to lost contact with them. Over." Chase spoke into the radio. The response he received would not be the one he was hoping for though.

"Mission status is a failure! Fuck! Hold that damned door closed! This is a code RED Worldwide! I repeat! CODE RED WORLDWIDE! AHhhh FUCK! HELP!" Those were the last words that left the radio before only static was left. The school intercom then came to life with almost an eerily same message. Only the screams of students could be heard after that.

Chase silently cursed at himself, thinking about the other B.S.A.A members that could still be living though this apocalyptic world now. The few were the Redfield's, Sheva, Jill Valentine, Leon Kennedy, Ada Wong, and a man that went by the name Hunk. He had read all reports on every incident that involved B.O.W's and those names were the ones that stood out the most.

Other than those few he couldn't think of any others. Collecting the radio, Chase then walked into the Observatory closet and closed the door behind him. Grabbing the duffle bag, he unzipped it and begun to change his clothing.

Outside however, everything was in chaos. Students were now becoming B.O.W's called zombies, one bite from them and consider you turned. However three students had managed to make it to the roof top. One student had brown hair, brown eyes, and wearing a red t-shirt under his school uniform. In his hands, a metal baseball bat, dented a little with blood all over it.

Then was a well figured girl, large breasts, orange hair almost, with two unrealistic strands sprouting off. She had what almost looked like a spear but was really a metal broom handle that was twisted off, making a point.

The last student had silver hair; dress in regular high school outfit. He held no weapon since he felt he didn't need one and paid for it as he had bandages covering his left arm.

They had proceeded up the stairs of the observatory though the girl turned around and attacked the B.O.W though not aiming at their head to which she struck the chest. The zombie with the makeshift spear stuck in its chest twisted its body and managed to throw the girl like a rag doll. The zombie was about to assault the girl while both boys could only watch in horror as the girl they both loved was going to be attacked.

Gun shots echoed throughout the roof top, the B.O.W's head exploded in a bloody mess. The girl and both boys looked towards the top of the stairs to see someone of the same age as them in black cargo pants, blond spiky hair, and a heavy magnum handgun. The silver haired teen, turned and got the girl who had brain splattered all over her clothes, and walked her up the stairs along with the other kid. Both boys had begun to take the tables and chairs and make a makeshift blockade at the top of the stairs.

The girl eyed the blond as he pulled a long sleeve light combat armored shirt over his head. Then he grabbed the tactical vest, and buckled it into place, placing the magnum into the holster. Then grabbing the long trench coat he slid that over his shoulders, both boys had joined the girl in staring at the blond. "Why is everyone looking at me?" The blond asked the three in a dull tone.

The girls face contorted a bit as she looked at the firearm in his coat. "You have a gun on campus, which means that you were ready to go on a killing spree. Lucky you this happened or else you would be going to jail." She spoke almost condescendingly and a little fearful. The blond just grunted as he looked over the railings at the people being eaten. The boys had noticed the duffle bag in the storage room and noticed the radio sticking out of the bag.

That's when the silver haired boy's condition had really started. He leaned forwards as he coughed blood into his hand; the girl was instantly at his side making sure he was okay. Chase had instantly recognized what had truly happened, from the injury on his arm to the now spontaneous coughing of blood.

'He's been infected.' Chase thought to himself as he finished putting on everything. The final piece to his equipment was his two edged, hand and a half sword that was sheathed on his hip.

"Hisashi! Are you okay?" The auburn girl cried out to him.

"How long ago?" Chase asked with an edge in his voice. Hisashi coughing slowly subdued as the browned haired brown looked at him with confusion written all over his face. Chase only grunted as he pointed at Hisashi wound. "How long ago?" All three students looked at Hisashi's wound, then back at Chase who had managed to keep his sunglasses on.

"It has a little more than an hour. Why?" The blond let out a long sigh as he stared at the silver haired kid. By the way the girl held onto him they were a couple while Chase could see it in the other boy's eyes that he was jealous of the silver haired one. Chase had always hated breaking the news to people while others where around. 'Oh well… Not the time to try to be the happy one.'

"You might as well kill yourself then." Chase had stated before the auburn haired girl tried to slap him he easily got away from her though. Both the brown haired one and the girl glared at him because of what he said while Hisashi just looked down. "Given what I know once you are bitten, you have a few hours left to live." He reached into the bag and pulled out a back pack and produced three small syringes and looked at them. "This here would have been able to cure him…" He started before he was interrupted.

"Why don't you use it on Hisashi!" The auburn girl hysterically shouted at him. Chase could only sigh before he continued.

"Because it would be wasted if anything… Only those who receive treatment before thirty minutes after being bitten or scratched would be fully cured." Chase had continued before being interrupted again.

"How would you know all of this?" The brown haired teenager asked holding the bat with white knuckles.

Chase was now thoroughly irritated at the interruptions. He smiled at the two of them which had the two teenagers a little frightened. "I am sorry we haven't introduced ourselves to each other yet have we. Revenant, Chase; Class 2-C and first in this schools male martial arts clubs." The other two had introduced themselves as Rei and Takashi. "Well Takashi and Rei. STOP INTERRUPTING ME!" He hissed at both of them as they both sat down in their spots to listen to him. "Better." Chase sighed out.

"However those afterwards would need to receive constant treatments to ensure that it wouldn't kill them. Then they would be listed as a carrier and always monitored. These are the only ones I have." Chase then looked over the railing again. "With how everything is now… I highly doubt those with the antivirus could distribute those infected in time..." Chase spoke as he watched a girl get eaten alive by the B.O.W's.

The three teenagers looked crestfallen as the stared at the blond in black. "How long do I have?" Hisashi asked which caused both teenagers to look at him along with the blond B.S.A.A member. Chase had given a long look at the infected teenager.

"I don't know… Some turn almost immediately. Others can last six hours before turning. It's all up to the genetic portion of the infected." Chase began to climb the ladder that head towards the roof of the storage room. When he reached the top he looked at the three with a sad smile.

Chase looked over at the silver haired teenager and felt a small pang in his stomach. The boy looked saddened that Chase was not going to let him use what might prolong his life.

"If I could, I would use these on you. But others might have another chance at not being infected while you would need constant treatments. Something I cannot provide. All I can say is use your time wisely." And with that he turned away from the group and pulled out a radio to try and find any of Alpha team alive.

Well thats the end of the first chapter! Love it? Hate it? Sorry, figured it would be a good place for a cliff hanger. Review! I likes reviews...

Sister: Just start the next damned one already!

Me: Well jeez...

Sister: NOOOOWW!

Me: *Groans* Alright...