Hiro Teppei

15
Born: 2000, december 1st, Hokkiado, Japan
Death: 2015, August 17th, Sapporo, Japan
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 133 pounds
Hair: Black
Eyes: Black
Sexuaity: asexual

Miracle: Influences peoples thoughts by what he says, sometimes unintentionally.

Hiro Teppei was a normal kid, he got along well with his parents, had lots of friends, and made decent grades, that was, before the outbreak. It hit when he was fifteen, and in school. A suspicious person was seen on campus and they went into lockdown, the police arrived but didn’t last long before they all turned. Everyone could hear screams and gunshots coming from the hallways and shook in fear, just the feeling of not being able to understand what was going on was overwhelming.  The police, now dead, broke in. Everyone ran, most bitten, but Hiro managed to slip by. He ran down hallways in the chaos, planning on leaving the area as soon as possible. Not looking where he was going he ran into Kioshi Akiyama, his childhood friend and neighbor, though he was one year older.

They ran away together, fighting their way through zombie-filled streets only to find neither of their family’s managed to survive. Hiro couldn’t think straight; his parents were dead, everything he knew about the world, gone. He followed Kioshi, blinded by sorrow. They traveled slowly, hearing rumors from other survivors of a safe haven. They stayed out of heavily populated areas and remained on their own. However, luck was not on their side. It was autumn, leaves scattered across the ground, several weeks after the outbreak. Hiro watched Kioshi’s back as they moved slowly through the rows of trees. Hiro, lost in his thoughts, slowed down and let Kioshi get farther ahead of him; he unexpectedly heard a metal clink sound and felt immense pain at his right ankle. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground, looking down to see a bear trap was hidden beneath the leaves. It wasn’t long before Kioshi was at his side and trying to calm him, but the pain was too much for him to keep quiet. He tried to open it but it was clamped shut, with no way of opening with bare hands. Because of all the noise Zombies were attracted and their moans could be heard nearby, Hiro panicked and begged Kioshi to do something, anything to get them away from there. Kioshi thought fast, pulling out his knife and looking at Hiro with eyes that explained everything. “NO!” He screamed and begged him not to cut it off, anything but that.

Kioshi had no choice but to ignore his friend’s pleas and save them both, as quickly as he could he sawed off the limb, bone and everything. He carried the weeping teenager to the nearest house and bandaged his profusely bleeding leg. Hiro knew they wouldn’t be able to survive much longer in this world, especially with Kioshi having to care for a cripple. Hiro was bedridden, and often had a fever. For two weeks Kioshi did nothing but watch over him, occasionally leaving to scavenge for more supplies. After another week Hiro was able to hold a conversation with his friend while he was conscious. One night they were sleeping peacefully but the front door was left barely ajar, and when one wandering Zombie pushed on it, it opened with ease. Hiro stirred, but the moans didn’t wake him up, and it was too late when it had taken a bite of his left arm, he screamed, and Kioshi awoke to kill it by stabbing its head straight through.

“Don’t, please don’t cut it off, I don’t care anymore…I just want to die.” Hiro begged through his tears, if he was gone, Kioshi would be able to live on. All that mattered for Kioshi was saving Hiro, no matter the cost; he cut off the arm, easily stopping Hiro from struggling. He got rid of the Zombie and Hiro’s arm; Kioshi came back later that day from scavenging, tons of bites and scratches on him.

“I saved two bullets Hiro, one for you, and one for me.” He told the other sadly. That wasn’t how it was supposed to be, Kioshi was supposed to live! Hiro still begged him not to, though there was no other option, Kioshi put the gun to Hiro’s head, and pulled the trigger.

Song(always makes e cry)