A light breeze caused me to open my eyes. Bright light welcomed me, as my eyes adjusted I saw that I was outside. The sky, blue and free, the ground, green and soft with me stuck in between. I tried to get up but was unable. I looked at my hands, shackled to a cold hard floor. I looked around desperately as the ground changed into a stone-dungeon. A strange liquid slowly flowing through the cracks in the walls, as it slowly grew bigger. Slowly, slowly the crack grew until it burst and out burst a wall of that red-liquid quickly filling the room. I began to drown as the liquid filled the room, i held my breath for as long as possible but I had to give in. I breathed, and the liquid filled in, a warm sensation in my chest as the liquid reached my lungs, then came the pain, like a truck hitting me in the chest. I closed my eyes, waiting for the relief to come, and the pain went away. I felt hands softly holding my head.
"Wake up."
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Cold, hard water woke me up.
"Jesus, the drugs really did knock him out."
I tried to look around, but my head wouldn't move, I tried to reach for it but my hands wouldn't move. I tried to jerk them up but they wouldn't move no matter how hard I tried. I heard a chuckle from somewhere the room.
"X's best guy, trying desperately to get out. Pathetic."
X? What was this guy saying? I stopped and took a deep breath. Focus. Light greeted me as the person lifted the eye-blind from me. Everything was fuzzy, but I could make out two guys and a woman. Dressed in green overall. I saw a tray containing pliers and such. Bloodied.
Oh yeah, I was tortured.
"So lets do this again shall we?", the man on the left said in a soft, hushed voice, "Mission Log#421-Y-07, now."
I croaked out, softly, in a broken voice," Go...…..Fu ..Fc …Fuck yourself."
I really wanted to say this someday
The man, turned around the quickly spun around and punched me in the face, causing the chair to fall. "Rivers!", a feminine voice, soft but commanding called out. "What? This little piece of shit is pissing me off," the first person called Rivers spoke back, angry," We been going through his shit for 2 days now, lemme just shoot him and be done with him! He's not gonna break." The woman walked over to me and up righted the chair, leaned in on my ear," If you wouldn't break, well, we can always break her."
her? HER??????
I crocked out, before I could stop.
"4 years ago.....Mission Log#421-Y-07...Ne....."
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(4 Years ago)
Blue jacket, Blue pants, and a single glove on hand, a bag casually slung over shoulder, a pair of glasses under a extremely badly kept hair-head. In front of the gate of the most prestigious school of Prefexture-7, Nekomata High.
A whole new world.
I walked to the gate and fumbled my card out of my pocket. Bringing upto the scanner on the right-side of the gate. Sliding it through the scanner, a beep came out and i tried the handle. Almost running in on the closed door. Huh? I slide the card through the scanner again, the screen on the side showing "bad read, try again." I kept trying until it finally said, 'Card accepted.'
I have serious respect for those astronauts of Polus.
The high School, was nothing like how it was advertised. Called a perfect blend between Modern and Classic, prestigious and simplistic, extravagant tho. In all essence it was a castle, a modern fortress. Painted in full red, the flag of the school flying proudly on the center spire of each tower of the school buildings. A Black Cat with red eyes, a huge scar adorning its eyes, with a sword in its mouth, ready to attack.
Weird, in each and every aspects.
I gently walked over to the central notice board, where the list of new students and their classes were written. I kept scrolling until I found my name.
'Ryu Narsius (1-C)'
Well, welcome to first day of school I guess?