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12/25/2014 11:45 PM
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Mizukaze Death Pit
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~ The school was just as energetic as it had been before the murders had begun. An exuberant zeal had overcome not only the students, but the staff and faculty as well. The stagnant air and overwhelming pressure that had flooded the school and the entirety of the Tobiishi-jima had been replaced with a breath of fresh air, and the students weren't going to let this breath of fresh of air and vitality go to waste; the halls teemed with students hugging and joking with one another, whispering in huddled masses while others ran through the halls in exuberance. Those who had been unable to come to Mizukaze castle over the long weekend made sure to show their thanks today; Akito received pats on the back and shoulder, and even hugs from students, male and female, while others left tiny notes and tons of sweets in his foot locker; so many in fact that his wabaki smelled of various milk chocolates for the next hour or so.
"Hinata isn't going to be too keen with this, Nii-san," Mitsumi warned as shed struggled to keep her own mountain of sweets and notes from crushing her.
"Right, and I'm sure Takahata-sensei is going to love all of that!" Akito teased, making Mitsumi's cheeks glow a light crimson.
"S-Stop that! Takahata-sensei wont care about this...Besides he just....he just sees me as a student anyway..." She hated admitting it, but she knew it was true, and she had to come to grips with that.
Akito noticed his sister's change in expression and tried to quickly change the subject, "A-Anyway, Hinata hasn't texted or called me since last Wednesday. I know she wasn't too happy about Isabella-obasan finding us and I'm sure me arguing with her father didn't help things. Still, I'm not gonna sweat things. If she gets angrier, that will be on her."
Mitsune rolled her eyes, having heard similar proclamations spew from her brother's face before. "Yeah, whatever Akito-nii. I'm going to class, I'll see you guys during lunch I guess." Mitsune ducked inside of her classroom, tossing her notes and food in her bag as she went. The two eldest Akichi watched their sister weave through the sea of students before heading down the hall to their classroom.
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As the twins sat with their lively classmates, Akito noticed Amethyst sitting on the other side of the classroom. Ever since the dinner at the castle, he hadn't been able to get her off of his mind.
"Maybe I should go over there and talk to her," Akito thought to himself,"I mean, it shouldn't be weird or anything....Ugh, why am I overthinking this? We've known each other for years...well...sort of, but that shouldn't matter....right? Maybe I should ask Mitsumi what I should do and say, just so I don't make things really awkward"
Just as Akito was turning to question his sister, the loud speaker clicked on.
"That's strange" Akito thought to himself,"We weren't told there were any announcements"
Silence continued to pour over the intercom system, but as it continued, an ominous air seemed to fill the classroom. The students all seemed to feel it and with each passing moment, the anxiousness seemed to swell. All eyes seemed transfixed to the brown cube fixed above the whiteboard, as if it were some imposing deity.
Mitsumi eyed Akito, her expression further elaborating the growing sinister energy that seemed to be emanating from the speaker.
Finally, a woman's voice whispered over the intercom, and accompanying her words was a realization...that the worse had yet to come.
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"Hello...Hello? Is this thing on? OUCH! Dammit Envy, you stupid fatass, you're standing on my fucking foot!" The woman's voice peaked over the microphone, causing the mike and the intercom to screech.
"Greed, you're on...just get to it already..." spoke a man with an almost monotone voice, although one could tell that he was already a bit annoyed. "You also have the mic to close to your mouth..."
"Huh? Oh, right, right. *Ahem* Ohaiyo, Mizukaze Gakuen!" Almost in an instant, the woman's harsh tone was replaced with a cheerful greeting. The woman continued, her voice slowly abandoning its happy go lucky tone, "I would like to personally welcome you all...."
"To the end of your world as you know it"
Akito's eyes narrowed as he tried to differentiate the voice. Who was this person and what did she mean? Akito moved into the hallway while the rest of classmates whispered with one another in their seats. As he slid open the classroom door, he noticed a number of teachers patrolling the corridor; some were in huddled groups while others were posted up against their classroom doors. Most of them seemed to be wearing the same bewildered expression as he was wearing.
"Before we get down to business, some congratulations are in order. The first goes to you, little governor. You are, by far, the most infuriating leader to ever grace these islands...well, in recent memory anyway. You have the audacity to challenge us!? How dare you! We, who hope to bring true justice for the obake-jin of these islands, find your interference most dissatisfactory!"
As the woman's rage poured over the intercom, a scream from the classroom next door caused several of Akito's classmates to jump out of their seats. Mitsumi quickly flew to the door to block it while several teachers rushed into the classroom next door. As they threw open the door, a student could be heard shout "It's them! It's them! The killers! They're here, in the school!"
Although the two teachers that had rushed into the classroom to calm the student down , the girl's outcry had caused an outburst of whispering among the students. The class reps struggled to get everyone under control. Struggle as they might, however, it wasn't until the intercom clicked on again and the sound of stampeding teachers in the hallways slowed that the students fell silent. Although faint, the sound of banging and yelling could be heard from outside the p.a. room as some of the teachers struggled to get into the room.
Suddenly, a haunting chorus of sickening laughter and exuberance reverberated through the school via the intercom, causing many students, male and female, to cringe.
"Are you all really that fucking stupid!? You think we wouldn't take any precautions when we showed up here? We've killed 3 quarters of a hundred people and you think we'd be caught so soon? If this is the caliber of the educators you employ here, Akichi-san, I'd hate to be a student here!" cackled the woman from earlier.
"Greed..." began another female voice, her tone lethargic and draining, "please get to why we came here so we can go..."
*sucks teeth*
"Fine! As I was saying earlier--as incompetent as we find you, Akichi-bozu, you deserve some praise. Your rearrangement has thrown our plans off kilter, so you've earned a little reprieve...for now, but make no mistake, it wont last long. We are a group dedicated to something higher, something more grande than you could even begin to comprehend; therefore, we intend to proceed on course, and to ensure we crush any ideas of returning to a life of normalcy and ease, we have come here today to not only release the bodies we abducted last Wednesday evening, but also detail the extent of our sacrifices suffering and preview the suffering of those who will die. These recent sacrifices are to serve as an example to those who choose to fuck with us! Know this, Akichi-bozu, if you had not interfered, we would not have gone to such lengths...therefore, their blood is on your hands...."
Akito stood with boiling rage as he watched his classmates turn their horrified gazes from the speaker to him and then back.
"First, let me introduce our star players, the "heroes" of our story," giggled the woman. "For your listening pleasure, we've all decided to reveal each sacrifices' demise in vivid detail, so please enjoy." The woman's voice oozed with a sadism that would put even the most brutal Sadist in the Kiri-district to shame. The pleasure she seemed to be receiving was so disturbingly suffocating, the ensuing silence only seemed to make it worse.
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Elementary-school level kids huddled together in their classrooms, terror gripping them as they clung to their teachers; many of the students were fighting to restrain the tears that beckoned behind their innocent yet horrified eyes. Many of the middle and high school students tried their best to listen, simply hoping that the name of a friend or a loved one was not called.
A very flamboyant male's voice suddenly cut through the silence, causing everyone to brace themselves.
"Oh, he was such a sweet thing, wasn't he, Pride-oniisan? The way he cried and screamed for his 'mommy' as I entered him was so....divine. I was so enthralled by his terror-stricken expression and his death throws that I could probably screw him for an eternity."
The man's words sickened many of those throughout the school and his insinuation that his victim had been a child was enough to cause several students to rush to the trashcan and vomit.
"I wish I knew his name, the sweet little thing," continued the demented man,"He would tell me no matter how hard I begged him. I thought that, if I fucked him hard enough, he would give in and tell me, but he never did. Pride-oniisan, did you manage to get his name?"
The stern male voice from before vocalized, although obviously a distance from the mic, "Narou Tomoki, age 10. He had just begun 5th grade here at Mizukaze Gakuen."
A girl from Mitsune's class across the hall released a mournful shriek and collapsed. Mitsune hurried to her to pick her up. Many of the students who hadn't vomited previously most certainly had by now.
"Hahahaha ahaha! It seems someone knew your little one all too well, Lust-chan," exclaimed a highly pleased Greed from somewhere in the P.a. room.
Several dozen elementary students quickly burst into tears, having known Tomoki very well.
"Ah, it's mucis to my ears and it even gets me a little wet too! Nay, nay, Pride-onii, let me go next!" exclaimed Greed, her eagerness making Akito even more sick to his stomach. "I can't wait to hear who screams next"
"Very well...your victim was--"
"A complete wuss! He kept begging me to stop and 'Let the kids go! Dear God, just let them go!' He was so annoying. I finally got some peace and quiet when I ripped his tongue and shoved it down his throat. Although I couldn't stand him talking, his crying was such a turn on, my cock got even harder! I didn't want him to stop, so I skinned his cock and ripped it apart until there was nothing left! Ah...his cries were like a symphony, but the piece de resistance was when I shoved those metal rods up his ass and impaled him! His twitching body on those 10ft pipes and the sound of his sister crying made me cum so hard I didn't think I'd be able to compete in the main event!!" cackled the hermaphodite.
The description caused a mass chorus of crying and vomiting as the students tried to block out the woman's revelation. Akito felt a lump raise in his throat as the woman mused over her victim, one he was beginning to think he knew all too well. "Please...Please Kami-dono, please don't make it him. Please just let him be out with a cold...please."Akito could feel the lump in his throat rising as he prayed to the gods and God that it wasn't who it thought it was.
As the young man tried to calm his anxiety, he caught Mitsumi's eye and he knew at once that his prays would not be answered. No one had seen either Takahata-sensei or his sister since the ships had docked. It was now clear why Takahata-sensei, a man who never missed a day of class in his life, wasn't here now. Mitsumi's cerulean gaze was like glass--fragile-- and like glass, was to be shattered at a moment's notice. They both knew she was about to break and there wasn't a damn thing Akito could do to change what was to come next.
"Takahata Joushirou, what a wimp! Still, you were amusing to the very end!"
One tear....That was it...a single tear escaped Mitsumi's eye and just like that, everything seemed surreal. Mitsumi's body went limp as that single tear cascaded down her cheek. Mitsumi's silent and still body laid juxtaposed among the frantic and wailing mass of students. Akito didn't know what made him do it, but before he'd realized it, he'd summoned clones to block the doors to all the classrooms on every floor. The school's joint lamentations stirred an anger Akito had never experience before, but he knew it was better to keep everyone in a single area; after all, he still had no idea how many killers there were in total and one might be lurking the halls. Akito thought it best to leave the classroom under the protection of Amethyst and her friends, who, up until now he hadn't been paying attention to, but he now silently hoped that they could keep things calm while he figured out a plan.
As the outcries of the students and teachers echoed through the halls, Greed released another satisfied cackle.
"This just keeps getting better! Who should we do next!? Oh! Oh! I know! Gluttony, why don't you tell us about your little "art project"!"
Silence hissed over the intercom for what seemed like hours before a new voice echoed through the speakers, its tone nearly indistinguishable from the hundreds of girls in the school.
"She was certainly a rowdy one; she was trying her best to defend against the beating she so rightly deserved. She had a mean kick, and had she not been a sacrifice, I would have called her my idol."
Those students who were still listening to the broadcast began to suspect that the judo club president, Shirosuke Airi, who had was rumored to have a legendary kick and was inconveniently absent today, was the identity of this next victim. Many of the judo members were beginning to break down, pounding their fists on their desks to hold back the tears. As Akito listened to the broadcast, he rage growing even stronger, he made his way down the hallway to Mitsune's class, hoping she could help hold things down here while he went to check on the other portions of the academy.
Of course...nothing would go as planned. As he gripped the handle of the door of Mitsune's classroom, Gluttony's voice foiled any hopes of assistance from his younger sister.
"Who would have thought that your would look so beautiful sprayed across my naked canvas, Senjougahara-san. Your splattered gray matter and blood helped create a masterpiece the likes of which I've never seen!"
"Senjougahara Yumino-san...." thought Akito, his hand releasing the door handle, "Mizukaze Gakuen's premier track and field ace, a star pointguard...and Mitsune's best friend..."Akito was stunned; never had he the victims been so close to Akichi, and for 2 of them to be taken on the same day and killed in such brutal ways...Akito now understood that this was personal.
Akito didn't bother opening the door. Few things ever rattled Mitsune, but he knew this, the death of her best friend and lover, would do it. As he made his way down to the stairwell at the far end of the hallway, Mitsune let out a deafening cry that seemed to shake the entire school. Two lovers were down, and there was one more to go.~
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