I'm Zeke Kira. I'm currently in my second year of high school now, that means I'm 16. I'm the star player of the kendo club. Some people say that I have out-of-this-world skills but I don't personally think I am that special. They say that I move faster than a normal human or that I'm a genious during a match.
"Geez...Zeke I know you're the best but could you show some mercy. You're making me look pathetic." Kotobe Yukimura, a fellow kendo club member and also the one I just defeated.
"Kyahhhhh! Zeke-kun just took down another person! He's the perfect guy! He's hot and has good grades and is good at sports!!"
" I know right!"
"Please date me!"
All the fangirls of the kendo club was screaming.....well mainly only mine.
"especially in front of girls...." Kotobe mumbled to himself.
Everyone just laughed at him and then continued practise until late at night.
" See'ya tomorrow!!" I waved goodbye to the other teammates. I walked down the pathway which led to my house, it was dark and creepy, a bit scary to be honest. Suddenly, I heard a girl's scream. That sent shivers down my spine. I slowly looked over to my right where I felt light coming from. I saw an abandoned farmhouse with its lights on. I slowly and quietly walked towards it.
I reached the doorstep. I slowly peeked in and all I saw was a dead girl's corpse. I covered my mouth preventing myself from screaming. It was a sight I could never forget. My legs gave up and I knelt on the ground with some of the blood staining my hands and my pants. I looked more closely and the girl was from the same school as I was. I looked around and saw many other people lying motionlessly on the ground.
" HEY YOU THERE!" I looked behind me and it was the police, I was about to explain the situation to them when one pointed a gun at me.
"You are under arrest for murder." My face was white and I started shaking.
"No....You...you got it wr..wrong." I managed to say.
"How so?" the police officer pointed at something behind me. I turned around and to my horror there was a knife hanging at the tip of my kendo stick, dripping with blood. I couldn't say anything anymore, I was scared out of my wits. I was framed. The police men dragged my into the car and drove to the police station.
During the ride, I tried to think of any evidence that could prove my innocence or anyone who could've done this. But I don't recall anyone having a grudge against me. Just then, one question popped up in my head.....Who and when did anyone open the bag that kept my kendo stick and hang a knife there without me noticing?
We reached the station. During interrogation I had nothing to say, I just sat there with my head down refusing to talk. I don't know who is skilled enough to pull off this crime. As I was being led to my jail cell, I realized that almost everyone in jail were teenagers just like me. I don't recall that many teenage murderers in my life. Then I was led to a very high tech room that looked like it was for some high tech machine experimenting. They pushed me onto the only chair in the room. I was surrounded by sharp needles and blades. I don't know whether I was more scared or confused.
"I know that you're probably very confused right now but I need you to calm down this is only gonna hurt a little." was that a lady?
Just then, a needle was pointed towards me. I stared at it intensely as my locked up hands and legs shook like crazy.
"Stop shaking!! It's only gonna make it hurt more!" It was that lady again.
I somehow managed to calm myself down, then the needle slowly went downward until it was right in front of my elbow.
"3....2...1!" Before i could comprehend anything, The needle was inserted into my arm. I screamed and shouted. 'Only gonna hurt a little' MY ASS, it hurt like shit. Finally, the needle was taken out. I was already out of energy. I waited a short while before the guards led me to a different room. It was all white.
"Here's your jail cell." They threw me into the white cell. At this point my brain was thoroughly confused but I was too tired to even think. Today was the worst day of my life.
I was about to close my eyes to sleep but I heard noises coming from the room next to mine. I peeked through a rectangular shaped hole in the wall and saw a girl about the same age as me carving on the wall. She turned around abruptly, as if she sensed my presence or something. She was beautiful, with the eye patch and her black waist-long hair tainted with a bit of violet. I took a peek at what she was carving on the wall when she turned around. It was the amount of days she had been here. I realized that the carvings cover almost the whole wall. Whoa, she has been here long, I would say about 5 years or so.
"Never thought I would ever have a roommate." Her voice was monotonous and low as if her life had been taken out of her.
"Oh hi! I don't really understand what is going on or how i ended up here but I'm Zeke Kira. I hope we could be friends." She looked at me with a shocked expression that slowly disappeared into an emotionless look.
" I'm Izanami Yami. If you don't understand why you're here, I could explain it to you. But I'm sure you're tired and I'm tired so I'll do it tomorrow." She's actually quite a nice person. That's great I already have a friend in jail. Is that even a good thing?