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ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ tab Showa High Schoolxx◈xxᴍᴏᴏᴅ tab (ŏ̥̥̥̥ ‸ ŏ̥̥̥̥)xx◈xxᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ tab Mali, Kyrinthis, Danielle
- tab tab "Auh!” came the small, insulted squeak of noise when the other girl had accused her of lying. The look on Noa’s face surely looked as though she were going to immediately reject the notion, but she said nothing immediately. It wasn’t as though some shred of morality had suddenly taken hold of the girl- she would’ve stuck with her lies on the principle of it all- but the other female had kept going on as fervently as she had been before. It bothered her that this girl didn’t know the simplest of things, yet she was telling her to do this and that. She couldn’t even speak in proper sentences! What was she? Retarded, or something? When Mali took a step towards her, Noa took a step back—or at least tried to. Her body was quickly met with the solidity of the door she had been standing at. She didn’t like this. Someone was trying to get her to come with them, whether she liked it or not. It was times like these that kids were supposed to scream out, “stranger danger,” wasn’t it? Why did it feel like she couldn’t muster up the ability to scream at all? Even the wary expression on her face wasn’t allowed to remain intact for long.
This girl… had threatened her with reinforcements. She had been quick to tell her that she would call for back-up, and not just any back-up. The girl standing in front of her was… w-was… This girl belonged to the same terrorist organization that had pointlessly blown up Asakusa Academy. Hearing that, Noa’s body was frozen solid. The color drained from her features. Her mouth hung agape and her eyes no longer seemed to register Mali as a living person in front of her. It was as though the world was suddenly spinning backwards and all she could hear was the loud pounding of her own beating heart in her ears. Her brain felt both lightning quick and sluggishly slow. She couldn’t… what was going on? What had she said? She— They— It was…
Her fault. The conclusion sank heavily in her stomach as the girl vaguely looked down at her open palm. The terrorists hadn’t just randomly blown up some Japanese school in the middle of Tokyo. They had done it in order to get something, and that something was… was her. She was the reason why so many children had died. She was the reason why Takumi could have been killed that day. She had nearly killed her brother. She… She didn’t know. How could she have known? She was normal. No… She… she wasn’t normal. But still!! There was no way that she could have known that it was because she was there that day. She didn't mean to have all those people killed! She hadn't... She had almost been killed too! She couldn't be at fault! She was the one they had been looking for though. If she hadn't existed... none of this would have happened. There'd be hundreds of kids going home to their parents in a few minutes, complaining about homework or laughing with their friends. But… it had happened once before. It had happened and if she resisted, they were threatening to do it again. They were threatening to kill a couple hundred people just because… … because… why did they want her? Were they a part of that group of people that had killed her mother and father so many years ago? Did they really want no survivors? What about Takumi?! Was he safe? Was he going to be kidnapped and/or killed as well?! What was this about a stone? She—She didn’t have anything like a—was it the one in her hand? She— That wasn’t hers! That girl had given it to her only moments ago! If they wanted that thing, then take it!
The sudden noise behind her had caused the teenaged girl to jump, snapping her attention around to see Mali and two other girls. They… … Who…? They looked familiar in some respect, but the paled girl’s mind was far too gone for a luxury such as pausing to remember their faces. These girls… They were also members of the terrorist organization— Was she outside? When did she get outside? The blue eyes couldn’t seem to focus on any one person, moving from Kyrinthis to Danni to Mali back to Kyrinthis, over and over again without halting. It wasn’t just her eyes that were unable to keep still either. It looked as though, half an inch at a time, the girl was backing away from the three women. It was hard to tell what was going on in that head, but it certainly looked as though the girl had a mind to run- if she didn’t faint first. She wanted to run, but… it was almost as though fear was keeping her there. The girl was freaked out- and that state was amongst the most genuine she had experienced in a very long time. All the while, the girl’s hand had never once released the stone in her hand. Her fingers had remained curled around the smooth stone, wrapped around the rock so tightly that it almost seemed as though it were the source of the rest of her body’s tremors.
She wanted to scream. She wanted to cry out. There were a million questions and demands that were rushing through her head as she regarded kidnappers, yet there was nothing coherent that came from those quivering lips. The girl could only sputter between quick, shallow gasps of air. Was she breathing between the gasps? She lacked the sense of mind to know. The tranquil forest might as well have been that jungle village. The chirping of birds and the sounds of the insects in the area may as well have been the crying civilians, the shouts of the angry rebels. She didn’t understand why- why those people would be coming after her after all these years. A normal mind should have known that such people were too poor with too few resources to be that dedicated. She truly was a nobody, yet… somehow… these people were here for her. To take her somewhere that she would surely be killed.
The girl’s knees finally buckled underneath her and she fell almost straight down, catching the ground with both hands and knees. She felt lightheaded. She felt indescribably warm. The patch of dirt between her hands shifted as a spot suddenly grew darker… and then another spot appeared, followed by another. "H-Hngh…” The girl stifled a sob as her hand futilely gripped at the dirt. She felt trapped. It was no use. These people were going to drag her away against her will and kill her. Did Takumi notice? Did her brother even notice that she was gone? That she was in trouble? She wanted her brother to fly to her side- to protect her from these terrible people. Her chest ached as the hot tears dripped off her face. She didn’t know… What were these people going to do to her? Now that they had her, were they still going to blow up the school? Had they killed her uncle? Had he quickly told them where she had gone? Had they gotten to her grandparents as well? Surely each and every person that had known her had sold her out as quickly as they could. It was only Takumi that wouldn’t. It was only Takumi that was capable of saving her in this sort of situation. She wanted him here. It wasn't safe here. She wanted him safe. She wanted... Takumi. Takumi! Like a protective charm, the girl kept mentally crying out for her brother.
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