“There everywhere!” A voice whispered, not daring to alert those...things. We were in a dark room, no one daring to make a sound for fear of being found.
“We should fight our way out!” A female voice said excitedly. Violent woman.
“No no no no. No violence please!” A male voice said, voice quivering.
“Why not? You scared chubby?”
“Well rushing out and getting ourselves killed isn’t really a plan” I, Akagi, told them. We had been sitting here for about 30 minutes and I thought it was pointless. The longer we sit the more of them will come. It’s not like they will just leave.
“Then do you have a better plan?” The violent female said.
“”Why don’t we just wait for someone to rescue us? The male voice suggested
“I agree!” The little girl-who’s name I still don’t know- said, her pet fox “Kyuing” in agreement.
“No help will come for us. People are too busy saving themselves” I said, stomping on the false hope.
“I have a plan.” I said.
“We’re all ears”
“Simple really. We make our way towards the emergency exit then head outside from there”
“Unless you have a way to break down a thick metal door we can’t. Somebody already had that plan and barricaded the doorway from the other side. ” First female voice said.
“Then… what can we do!?”
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Four Hours Earlier
I was cruising down the street on my customized Rektstick. I had just finished my morning workout and my hands were numb from swinging swords. I wa currently heading towards an open tournament at some pompous rich kid high school. I already knew I would dominate the tournament but my dad had forced me to go saying “You lack social experience, Akagi!” Of course I argued back, saying that fighting with people weaker than me was not going to help me socially.
The strong are drawn to the strong, not the weak right?
I skidded to a stop, gazing at the white school in front of me. It looked like it had three...no, six floors. What kind of school needs six floors?
“There a reason you're staring at our school?” An overly buff man in a yellow shirt said, reading “Security Guard” on the front.
“I’m here for the Kendo tournament” I replied.
“A martial artist wearing a beanie, shorts with a chain on the back and riding on a Rektstick? Yea right, try a better disguise.” He replied snarkily. I was quite surprised. I didn’t think this guy would know what a Rektstick is.
I pulled out my I.D and my tournament entry card, smiling at his shocked reaction. He glanced at me multiple times then grabbed the paper and held it up to the sun, as if expecting the word “FAKE” to be written on it. When he was finished inspecting my paper he handed it back to me without a word and let me through. I just smiled, got on my Rektstick and rode into the school.
Agren High school.
The school for extremely gifted students and high class rich people. And by high class by OMA do I mean high class. Only the top of the top aristocrats and the like can force their way into this school. Why? Because this is a “Special School”. Only kids that are gifted in a certain field may enter. And I’m talking Cream of the cream of the crop kind of students. The kind of student’s that make teachers want to write 6,0’s instead of a 4.0
Yea, it’s that kind of school
They accept leaders and elites in nearly any field, including martial arts. They are, without a doubt, the number one private school in the world.
So when a “Street thug” like me came waltzing in on a Rektstick, the reactions were quite funny. Most pointed and covered their mouth’s, acting as if it was the first time they have seen a person like me.
Suddenly a tall student appeared right in front of him, causing him to slide on his Rektstick. He knew that the pavement would have ripped some paint off in an emergency slide like that.
“Fuck. How many people are going to stop me?” Akagi angrily thought.
“Are you lost my friend? This is Argen high school, not a place where someone of your…. standing should be” He said, giving me a dirty look. My eyes narrowed and my lip curled. Akagi did not like it when someone insults his family standing. Not all of us were born into rich family’s with good social standing, some had to work through life the hard way. Taking a deep breath he replied
“Why yes I am lost. Mind showing me to the martial arts tournament room?” He looked at me with eyes wide, finally noticing the kendo bag I had on my back.
“A weakling like you going into the mixed martial arts tournament? Ha, you will get killed in an instant. Take my advice, it’s better to back out this instant.”
“Thank you senpai, but I am stronger than I look “ Akagi said, gritting my teeth down.
“Really then? Block this!” With just a warning he threw a right straight straight at my face, fully intending to hurt me. Akagi simply leaned backwards, not even bothering to move out of the way. The kids amateur punch wouldn’t hit him in a million years. He overthrew his punch, causing himself to fall forward onto the pavement.
“Ugph!” He grunted. He stood up slowly, shaking all the dust and dirt off with trembling shoulder.
“...w….d..r..ou..” He mumbled
“Hm? Say that again, couldn’t quite catch that.”
“HOW DARE YOU!” He screamed, face contorted in rage. Oh boy.
“YOU STUPID HOMO THUG! HOW DARE A LOW BORN PIECE OF SHIT PEASANT LIKE YOU ASSAULT ME! MY FATHER IS THE CEO OF ATTREX INDUSTRIES! I CAN HAVE YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY MURDERED, SHIPPED OFF IN BOXES IF I WANT TO. HOW DARE YOU!!!!” He screamed, his face an ugly sight to behold. People began to gather in droves at the spectacle, all staring at me or the angry kid. There were mixed looks of sympathy and disgust. Mostly disgust. Aimed at me, of course. A big teen suddenly stepped forward, his muscles constrained by his one size too small jacket.
“Something the matter Alex?”
“Yes Randolf! This god damned plebian threw me to the ground and laughed at me, damaging my brand new jacket” The angry kid named Alex lied, making an evil face at me.
“And what do you have to say for yourself?” The big teen named Randolf asked.
“Well this Aristocratic prick had decided that he wanted to test me after I told him that was I was heading to the martial arts tournament. He threw a punch and I simply dodged it.” I explained, not wanting to waste any more time on this pointless farce.
“That’s a lie!” A girl yelled from the crowd, her face hidden.
“And do you have proof? Did you see what happened?” Randolf asked.
“I saw with my own eyes! Alex was simply talkin to the kid when suddenly he grabbed his jacket and threw him down on the ground!!” She shouted back, still hiding. The man named Randolf asked, an evil light in his eye.
“Other than the truth, no.” I replied, not giving an inch. Randolf made a fast grab for my chest, but I was faster. I grabbed his hand mid-stretch and squeezed, causing his wrist bones to squeeze together, threatening to snap. He dropped low and threw a well aimed punch at my stomach but I was prepared. Raising my knee I heard a loud crack; The sound of knuckles cracking.
“This guy isn’t holding back” I thought as I squeezed his wrist tighter. He shouted in pain and tried to rush at me. I leapt to the side, prepared to knock him out with a quick jab to the next when suddenly a hand appeared on my shoulder. Reflex kicked in as I unleashed my bloodlust, aiming to kill whoever was touching me. During the entire short fight I had been watching my back, waiting for someone to assist Randolf. Nobody should have been able to sneak up on me, not even my father.
I saw golden hair fluttering in the wind before I was smashed on my back, causing the air to go out of my lungs. I rolled to the side and had my hands on my wooden swords before I heard
“Stop! I simply wanted to protect my student, nothing more. If you took out your kendo swords this would be a bloodbath and not in my favor” A man said with laughter in his voice. I glanced up at him, my eyes staring into his chest to detect any signs of movement. Unfortunately there were none so I relaxed my posture and stood up, getting a full look at the man who flipped me. He looked to around 40-43, the last light of his prime slowly fading away. He had slightly feminine features but was masculine enough to pull it off. Needless to say he was good looking and most definitely married.
To my shock the students around me were kneeling in respect, eyes down and cast aside.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I am the headmaster of Argen High school, Jason Argen. I would like to ask you, why were you bullying my student’s?” He replied with a light smile.
“Headmaster, this kid is dangerous! He assaulted me out of nowhere then picked a fight with Randolf!” Alex yelled, fear evident on his face. The headmaster said nothing but gave him a small glare, shutting the boy up in an instant.
“I’m leaving. I have a tournament to be at in about… SHIT!” I turned around, picked up my rektstick and rushed into the school building, leaving everyone there shocked. I paid them no heed however, as I was scheduled to fight in about six minutes. I saw a large “You Are Here” Map on the side of the wall, much to my happiness. Quickly locating the gym I rushed towards it, hoping to make it in time. It was on the other side of this massive building, much to my annoyance.
“Why is this damn place so big…” I muttered under my breath. After four minutes of searching I finally found the gym. I rushed inside, the sight of over four large bleachers worth of people momentarily overwhelming me. I quickly gathered my wits then ran into the locker room to the right, stripping my clothes even as I ran.
(Sorry about this next part. There is probably a lot of incorrect information on the way they do things in kendo tournaments and things they wear but bear with me)
“Akagi Retska, please enter the ring.”
Shit!! I furiously swiped all my clothes off and put on my training gi then threw the training armor that was on the wall over it, hoping that I put everything on correctly.
‘Let’s make this quick’
With that thought In mind I headed off towards the ring.
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Unfortunate kid who fights Akagi
I nodded in pride as my teammate scored a nice thrust to the throat, earning him a quick victory. The opponent began to cry, his shoulders shaking during the handshake. How pathetic. To cry over a shitty match like that? I could have beaten my teammate in less than an instant.
I am the reigning champion after all.
“Well I’m up!” I thought as I walked towards the ring. I attached my chestplate while walking, my other gear already on. I had my own personal helmet since their was no way in hell I would wear a helmet worn by another person.
“Akagi Retska, please enter the ring.” The referee said after waiting for a minute. We waited two more minutes and still my opponent didn’t show. The crowd realized what just happened.
The opponent ran away! But really, who could blame him! His opponent was the two time reigning champion, with a tournament in the future possibly making it three! There was no shame in running!
“Since the opponent hasn’t appeared in the appointed time limit, the winner of this fight is--!” Before the referee could finish his sentence a voice rang out in the hall
“Wait! I’m here I’m here!” A teen who looked to be about 5’9 rushed out of the locker rooms, his gear sloppily but on and messy. He had black hair with...orange eyes? Is that even possible? The way he walked indicated experience, knowledge about fighting. He wasn’t an overly good looking kid, just a bit above average yet he had a “Feral” feel about him. No matter, I was still stronger than him after all.
He entered the ring and walked towards the referee, I assume trying to explain why he was late. Pathetic really, making excuses like that. Why couldn’t he just admit that he was afraid to fight me? It would save us all the time and hassle. The referee shook his head, assumably saying no. If I was to guess he was trying to get back into the fight, despite being late. Rules are rules however, and there is no way to change them.
“How about you let him back in ref? It was my fault he was late.” A voice said from the crowd. I turned and saw a figure that I would never forget. The headmaster himself! Instantly I kneeled in front of this man, as well as the other 2300+ Students in this hall did.
The headmaster was a man deserving the utmost respect. It was common knowledge that this man was friends with some of the most influential people in the world. So influential that they could even change a countries economy! No one, not even the president himself would take him lightly.
So what about a bunch of students stuck in their parent’s shadows?
They revere him! Everyone, myself included, wish to be like him. We all wish to become friends and shine in front of a man like him. The referee was stunned but quickly recovered, going over to talk to the headmaster himself. A few minutes of a brief discussion and the man walked back over, a small smile on his face.
“Due to having a valid reason for being late and having the headmaster’s order I have decided to allow Akagi Retska to fight. Any objections?” Of course, no one said anything. Going against the ref would mean you disagree with the headmaster himself, and nobody wanted that. My opponent had a cheesy smile on his face, one that made me want to smash my bamboo sword down over his head.
“As I thought, he was just a weakling… but I will try my hardest and dominate him thoroughly so I can gain prestige in headmasters eyes!”
“Well then, will both fighters please go to your selected corners.” The ref asked, pointing both of us to a select corner. I was blue while my opponent was red. After putting on our helmets the ref put us at the starting distance then blew the whistle.
“Match, Begin!”
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Akagi’s Pov
“Match, Begin!”
I studied my opponent thoroughly. He was skilled, obviously so. It was more than obvious he intended to win without holding back. Before he had a lazy yet firm posture but now he is completely focused on winning.
I suppose I should show kindness as well, am I right?
I took a deep breath, calming myself. I could tell my opponent was inching forward by centimeters at a time, using his toes to gain a small advantage. Suddenly he thrusted at my chest but I reacted quickly, using my sword to push his attack off target. He backed off instantly, his experience showing itself in a crucial moment. Had he continued I would have slashed his chest before he could have reacted. Now it’s my turn.
I lightly battered his sword, the small ringing disrupting concentration. I thrusted at his chest and he blocked it perfectly, battering my sword to the side before smashing it down at my head. I twisted my body to the left,dodging by a hair’s breadth. Once again thrusting my sword he jumped to the left then swung at my side, intending to go for a (Migi Do?) I brought my sword down and the second it connected I redirected the blow at an angle, taking most of the power off of it. He backed off quickly, not wanting to pursue. Or so he tried. The second he backed off I rushed towards him, unleashing a flurry of unexpected strikes at him. They were wild but contained a lot of power, causing his blocks to be wider and wider. I feinted a swing to the head but he was expecting this and thrust at my chest. I brought my sword down but to no avail. I misjudged how much power he but in it and he scored a clean hit against my chest.
“Point, Darius!”
I gritted my teeth. No way will I make a mistake like that again. I walked back to my corner and I could feel the arrogance oozing off my opponent.
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Time to get serious.
“Round 2, start!”
I rushed my opponent right off the bat, not caring how I looked. It surprised him but he quickly regained himself. I rushed forward and pushed him backwards with my handle,
(Authors Note: Not sure if this is allowed or not)
knocking him off balance. With a straight thrust I smashed my sword into his chest, smirking as he fell on his ass. I smiled as the crowd went quiet, not expecting the sudden turn of events.
“Point, Akagi!”
I could feel the venom aimed at me when I knocked him down. This next round was going to be the deciding one. I walked back to my corner and waited for the ref to signal for the fight.
“Round, Star--”
“AAAAAAH!!!!!” A loud scream resounded throughout the hall, shocking more than a few people. I turned and looked to see the same teen that surrounded me earlier… Alex?
Expect he was a bit… deformed. He was bleeding everywhere, his left arm was bent in a backwards V, one of his eyes was hanging out and he had a large wooden stick stuck through his stomach. The headmaster rushed towards him, an emergency medical kit already in his hands.
“Lay down Alex!” He shouted. He began to pull of alex’s clothes to assess the damage. What we saw shocked everyone present. His body was a mass of bruises, skin ripped and bones sticking out of his stomach. Logically speaking, this kid should be beyond dead with those kind of wounds. So...how was he alive?
“Oh my god!”
“Kyaa!!!”
“Somebody call for help!”
The students were in a panic as the headmaster tried to wrap Alex in bandages, working swiftly to protect his student.
Then, Alex did something completely unexpected.
He bit the headmasters neck.
A loud gut wrenching sound followed as he ripped a large chunk out of the headmasters shoulder.
Silence descended as everyone’s brain tried to process what just happened. Alex, a Kid known for being cocky and a massive suckup just bit the person he admires? Impossible!
“AAAAAAAAH!” A collective scream broke out as people saw Alex begin to eat the headmaster, hands ripping at the headmasters face. The headmaster must have been in shock as he just stood there, not registering what was happening. My opponent, Darius, suddenly rushed past me with his bamboo kendo stick in hand. He smashed Alex in the face, sending him reeling. He picked up the headmaster and pulled him towards the center stage. This action woke everyone out of their shock and they began to run around and scream in panic. Suddenly more people that should definitely not be alive came swarming inside from the hallways. Some had their stomachs ripped out, some had eyeballs and legs ripped off and others were just too horrible to describe.
I booked it towards the locker room, dodging a few students who tried to make a grab at me. I slammed the door shut behind me then began to pile everything I could see in front of it,, not caring if there were others who wanted in. I quickly changed my clothes, the kendo garb I had on thrown across the floor. I debated on whether or not to bring my kendo swords out. Those injured students had wounds that would kill a full grown man in seconds yet they walked and moved just fine. I had little doubt that my kendo swords would be ineffective against them.
“At best I can use them as prodding sticks I suppose.” I put my Rektstick,my clothes and everything else I had in my bag then slung it over my shoulder. I walked towards the back of the room and looked for the other exit.
“There it is” I thought as I walked towards the door. When I opened it, a scene from hell greeted me. Students were eating other students, ripping throats and intestines out. Blood splattered everywhere each time a student that should be dead moved. I slammed the door shut and felt bile rising in my throat. I held it down though, as I didn’t have the money to pay for another lunch.
Poor is poor after all.
I took a deep breath, attempting to calm my nerves. I realized I had been shaking this entire time. Taking a few more deep breaths I thought about my course of action. I had planned to just rush outside and leave the school but the murder has spread farther than I thought. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of movement. Instantly I was on alert, slowly circling around the lockers. If one of those… things were In here no way in hell was I going down without a fight. The soft sound of wet footprints told me were it was. The lockers were set up in four sets of four rows, the rows horizontal. The footsteps sounded by the second row so I walked to the right, aiming to kill it from behind.
I could hear it breathing on the other side of the lockers. I gripped my weapons and prepared myself. I swung out from behind the corner and smashed at where I thought it’s chest would be. I heard the sound of hard wood smashing metal and for a moment I thought I missed. I suddenly felt the stinging sensation of something biting my ankle. WIthout a seconds hesitation I smashed my swords downwards. Before I could hit the target however a voice yelled
“Noo!! Don’t kill Rosco!!” I paused right before I hit the thing biting my ankle. To my surprise it was not a student that was biting me but a large grey ball of fluff, my ankle locked in its jaws.
“Rosco no! Off!” Instantly it let go and turned around, tromping to where the voice was. I looked up shocked to see a small girl who looked to be no more than eight or nine years old standing there with blood splattered all over her clothes, the ball of fur curled around her feet protectively. She had pale white skin with beautiful green eyes and short orange hair. She had a tomboyish look yet she was still cute. Not that I am into children, I could just tell she was going to be a beauty in the future.
“M-Mister… can you please help me?” She asked, her voice high and frightened. I was at an impasse here. My mobility would be reduced horribly if I brought a child with me and my chances of escaping were already slim to none.
“Shimata…” I thought as I pondered what to do. What was a little girl doing here in the first place?
“Why are you here in the first place?” I bluntly asked. She seemed hesitant to answer before saying
“I didn’t have school today so I came with my dad, the headmaster, and played in his office. I wandered down here on my way to watch the martial arts tournament when I saw a student bite another student! That student had his neck ripped! I was so scared and I didn’t know what to do!! But a few moments later the student who had his neck ripped off got up as if perfectly fine. Thats when really bad things happened! random people from outside came into the school and also began to bite and claw other students! I was so scared, that I couldn’t even move! I just watched as one of the students with his throat ripped out started to walk towards me. Before I could do anything Rosco jumped on him and took a large piece of flesh out of his throat again. I thought that it would hurt Rosco but it just walked passed him as if he didn’t exist! Rosco then pulled me over here while fending off anything that would come close. I hid in a corner and waited for my daddy to come and find me. Then I heard the door open and I thought it was my daddy but it was just you” She finished, trembling as she recalled her tale. I thought hard about this. If they came from outside that means this isn’t the only place this thing is happening at. Which leads to a bigger question… what exactly is happening!? Also, why didn’t the students attack the fox? I felt sad that this girl lost her father without her knowing, but I had no desire to tell her. Telling her would mean she would cry which in turn would waste more time! Time is of the essence!
“..... Fine, you can come with me. But you will follow my exact commands when I order you to do anything, understand?” She quickly nodded her head yes, scared of being left alone. I motioned for her to follow me then quickly walked towards the door.
I slowly pushed it open, checking to see the surrounding situation. To my surprise the dead students were just standing there, as if they no longer had something to do. I waited for a few minutes, wondering if it was just a ruse. When they still didn’t move I decided to test something. Something that if I failed, bad things could happen. But hey, life doesn’t go without risk’s, right?
Grabbing a shoe from a nearby locker and chucked it straight down the four lane hallway. As expected all students in the area walked toward the sound, going as fast as a turtle on adrenaline. I now had a good plan.
I grabbed every small object I could find in the locker room, mostly consisting of deodorants, rocks from shoes and a couple of rings which I pocketed.
The poor life, am I right?
I put one sword in its case and used my other hand to throw stuff.Even though I wasn’t a fifth of how good I was with one sword compared to using two, I was still sufficient. The students were still down at the end of the hall so I pulled the girl behind me and being extra careful I shut the metal door, wincing as it made a small squeaking sound.
“Do you know where the stairs are at?” The girl suddenly whispered. I realized that I had no clue where they were so I shook my head, chiding myself for forgetting something so important. Though, memory was never my strong point.
“Follow me!” She said as she and her fox stealthily crept in front of me. She turned to the left then disappeared. I followed her, pleasantly happy that the stairs were right next to us.
My plan was to find an emergency exit on whichever floor. If the ground floor was blocke that only left me with one option, which was to head for an emergency exit. I crept of the stairs, realising that I had forgotten to move in my thoughts. The girl was patiently waiting for me at the midsection between the stairs, not moving without me. I quickly walked up their then asked
“Where is the nearest emergency exit?” She paused for a bit before saying
“Well there is one on every floor but the nearest would be the fourth floor. It is the closest to the stairwell while the others are the farthest.” So that means I had two choices. I could take a risk and try to leave as soon as possible, going through the second floor. Or I could take it safe and go to the fourth floor and have a higher chance. I didn’t have time to think on it as a loud scream pierced the air behind me, then the brutal sounds of flesh getting ripped apart. I spun around to see a tall blonde girl getting her body torn apart. One of her breast’s was ripped off and a students hand went inside it ripped it apart, sending a pile of fat flying. Another started to tear apart her leg, ripping of chunks of flesh and skin. I could smell the blood and… urine? I turned around to see the little girl shivering in fear as she watched the blonde girl get dismembered and eaten alive. Pee was coming out of her in a steady stream, face red with tears of fear and embarrassment. I said nothing but grabbed her and ran up the stairs, not caring if I was loud or not.
The fox bounded behind us, his padded feet not making any noise. I made it to the third floor before a dead student appeared before us, her eyeballs both ripped out of her sockets and her hand gone. Before I could think I smashed her head with my bokken, my priority my own survival. She went down hard, a sickening crunch resounding through the hallway as my sword crushed her skull, splattering blood everywhere. I rushed up to the fourth floor quickly, hearing slow footsteps behind us.
“Which way!” I shouted, seeing students on both sides. They were already walking towards us, bleeding at various places.
“WHICH WAY!” I shouted again, thrusting at a student who walked up from the third floor. The girl was too scared to answer and I didn't see a sign that said emergency exit anywhere. Suddenly a door about 13 feet away opened up.
“Over here!” a girl yelled, her hand waving towards me. I didn’t hesitate as I charged towards the door, anger at the child fueling me. I kicked a student who appeared in front of me, knocking him down. There were two more in front of me to the door and who knows however many behind me. Grabbing my sword I rushed towards the slow moving students and thrust it in one of their mouths, my sword going through it’s throat. I felt a chill of terror as the other one grabbed my arm. The girl screamed and let go. I stabbed it in the stomach but I might have well been stabbing a wall as it felt no pain and continued to squeeze my arm.
“What strength!” I thought. The dead student was only about 5’6 yet it’s strength was immense. Still, it wasn’t enough to take me down. I dropped my sword and grabbed a rock from my pocket then bashed it’s head in until it dropped down, hopefully dead.
I picked up my sword and rushed into the room, feeling the small fox squeeze in between my feet. Instantly I felt a sharp object at my neck. Acting on instinct I grabbed it’s wrist and twisted, eliciting a cry of pain. I slammed my fist forward, feeling soft flesh getting smashed.
“Wait, stop!!!” A voice yelled. I turned to the voice, just now noticing the room was completely dark.
“We mean no harm! We helped you!” The voice cried, desperately trying to stop me from harming anyone.
“Wasn’t me who started it” I replied.
“We were just making sure you weren’t dangerous!” The voice said.
“Which he is!” Another voice suddenly said. I assume it was the one who I punched though I’m not sure.
“Your fault for attacking him fatass” Another voice countered. The voices began to argue, venting their anger on each other.
“How did you guys know I was out there?” I asked.
“The blinds and the screaming.Kinda hard to miss the sound of a five year old screaming.” Voice number three replied.
“I’m nine for your information!” The little girl said haughtily.
“Oooh, such a big difference” Third voice replied sarcastically.
“Please stop fighting!” The first voice yelled, trying to get them to be quiet. Surprisingly they complied, but I could still feel the tension in the air. Everyone is sick and tired of being cooped up. We need to get out of here and fast!
“What about the basement?” The little girl suddenly said aloud.
“What basement?” Voice One two and three simultaneously asked.
“When this school was built it was originally used as a storage compartment. Daddy didn’t want anyone going down there so he hid it. It’s through the janitors room in the girls locker room” Shit. If we go through there she is going to see her dead dad… not good. But… I need to care about my life rather than her feelings.
“... I’m going. You guys can stay here and wait for help but I’m going. You're free to follow” I stated as I began to ruffle through my bag. I grabbed the apple I stored away and began to eat.
“I’m going!”
“I don’t wanna be left alone!”
“You guys wouldn’t survive without me”
“Me and Rosco know the way!
I didn’t really think they would all follow me but I was glad they did. Life is funner with friends after all.
“In case we die, my names Akagi. Akagi Retska”
“I’m Dora. Dora Simmons” The first voice said.
“Hajimemashita, I’m Kenji. Kenji Sumata.” The second voice said..
“Sabrina Kelley, the world’s best bow hunter!” Voice three exclaimed.
“Alrighty then… Before we go, know this. Those things can’t see. They can only hear sound, and their hearing is pretty good. Do not, under any circumstances make a noise when we go out their. Understand?”
“Got it!” They said collectively.
“Then… lets go!”