Kousagi's POV
The first thing to come back was her hearing, and the first thing I heard was "Are you sure that you summoned all of them?" A deep and imposing voice sounded. 'Where the hell am I? I can't see anything, but I can feel my clothes changed and my knife is gone.' I calmly thought. 'Guess all I can do is wait.'
Good thing I didn't have to wait long as, soon, I could see, and felt myself falling before landing on my feet, along with five others, Three men, and two other women falling on all on my left. One of the men had dark gray slicked back hair and green eyes, another had orange spikey hair and purple eyes, and the last one had navy blue curly hair and black eyes. One of the women had light gray hair falling just beneath her shoulders, almost white and dark purple eyes looking a little seductive while the other woman was short with red eyes and shoulder length hair.
The only thing I have in common with these strangers is the fact we're all in pain causing us to double over. That, and the fact we're all wearing medieval style tunics.
"Where the hell am I?" I heard the orange haired man ask while gritting his teeth. "I guess all of you are wondering where you are." I heard the same deep voice sound as I looked forward and saw a middle aged man with brown hair and golden eyes sitting on a throne with a gold crown and silver cape. Below the throne were a series of polished marble stairs making us look up at him."No shit." the orange haired man replied with a pained look. 'Those seem inconvenient' I thought looking at the steps while gritting my teeth in pain.
The man on the throne continued, ignoring the orange haired man's comment "We have summoned you here today to protect us from the demons, as you are the heroes described in the prophecy." The man finished with an ecstatic look on his face seemingly not noticing the pain on ours.
"W-why would we en-endanger ourselves for strangers." The dark gray haired man replied barely able to form a coherent sentence from pain. 'I totally agree with you man.' I thought. The man on the throne replied with a smirk "Because if not we'll die together, us by demons and you by the extreme conditions of our world, so your choice is...?" "Fine we'll help, r-right?" The navy haired man answered as he looked back for confirmation and we all nodded.
"Splendid!" The man exclaimed before snapping his fingers calling people over with syringes on wooden trays handing them to the six people on the verge of screaming. Without hesitation I stabbed the syringe handed to me into left arm, sighing from the feeling of immense relief, as I was finally relieved from the agonizing pain. Seeing that I was okay from it the other people quickly followed in my footsteps. 'Wow, really gonna let me be a guinea pig, I thought we were friends.' I think with a smile on my face.
As the man on the throne watched us he started speaking "I feel we've gotten off on the wrong foot let me introduce myself. I Haroth Marron, the King of Alistoid Kingdom, a pleasure to meet you, now your turn." The king stated. 'Sounds like Altoid. Man I'm hungry.' I think to myself.
The man with dark gray hair started with his name "My name's Leroy Gray and I'm 25 years old." The orange haired spikey boy continued with dissatisfaction "My name is Larson Seer, I'm 20 years old" "My name is Gabriel King, I am 28 years old." The navy haired man introduced himself. " My name is Maria Kenton and I am 24." The seductive woman said. "My name is Minoru Ooshima and I'm 21 years old." The seemingly quiet girl said. "And my name is Kousagi Takeru. I'm 21 years old as well." I say with a large smile on my face.
"The hell you smiling at?" The orange haired dickhead, Larson asked me. "What's it to you?" I reply with a bigger smile. "Alright now let's settle down and get to business. I need you all to do something for me, I need you all to touch one another and say 'choose class'". Haroth asked interrupting me and Larson's squabble, although I could see he wasn't asking. As I reached over to touch Minoru's shoulder, the others also awkwardly reached out and looked at each other.
"Ready?" Haroth asked and we nodded. "Okay then, on three you say choose class."
"3"
"2"
"1"
""""""Choose Class""""""
We said at the same time, and a semi-transparent red screens with pictures of a queen, king, bow and dagger, sword and armor, a man with a book, and a jester appeared on the screen appeared in front of us 'What is this.' I thought
Noticing our confusement the king explained "These are classes you can choose from." The king said with a look of excitement on his face. " Okay? But why did we have to touch to do this?" Leroy asked the question we were all thinking. " Because if you didn't then you would have gotten some horrible classes or none at all, this is the only way to get the best result." The king explained, looking like he cared for our well-being. 'Smart man, almost made me forget he threatened us and his whole kingdom with a smile' I thought, a smile still on my face.
"I'll leave you now to decide who gets what and when you do go to the person with the picture that corresponds with your class." The king said before standing and walking down the many steps that led to his throne. ' I knew those stairs seemed inconvenient.' I thought looking at his annoyance from climbing down the steps.
"Well then let's get to business." Gabriel stated. 'Seems like a serious guy.' I thought as I walked to the now formed group. "So who do you think should get what, Gabriel." I asked. " Why does Gabriel get to choose" Larson complained about my question. "Because he's the only one who stepped up when we were almost screaming in pain and still checked with us." Leroy answered for me as I nodded in agreement, my smile still never leaving my face.
"Also he's not a bitch that will complain about every little thing." I said as I watched Larson's face grow redder and redder from anger and embarrassment from being called out. He walked closer to me in what he thought was an intimidating manner and grabbed me by the tunic.
"I dare you to say it to my face!" He said seething with anger. "Well, I said that you're. A. Little. Bitch." I said with a bigger smile than before at the thought of getting into a fight, now don't get me wrong I'm not a masochist or anything, it's just been awhile since I fought anyone. As Larson wound up his fist to supposedly hit me, I got ready to counter attack and drop the poor kid. 'I can't wait to tell him I was a hitman while he's on the ground in pain.' I thought a giggle escaped my lips just imagining the scene.
Just as I was getting ready to have some fun Gabriel pulled him off me while Leroy came up and said something loud enough for only me to hear. "Try not to kill him Comical Death." Then he walked away leaving me flabbergasted and excited for our next conversation.
"Alright then now that that's settled, let's look at the classes." Gabriel said while calming Larson down. I couldn't wait to see what they had in store.