The Prince of Tennis - Unsolved Mystery

by CuriosityNeko

An inferno blazed into the night, the firefighters tried to battle it while their comrades went to search for any survivors. The building, though abandoned was a hotspot for kids. A lone figure, that of a child was brought out of the rubble. A worried Nanjiro waited by the phone pacing waiting for a late Ryoma. Ryo/Fuji brotherly love.

1. Angry Inferno

The Prince Of Tennis
Chapter ONE: Angry Inferno

The fire blazed high into the night sky and the fire fighters fought desperately to get the blaze under control. The fighters with their hoses watched with anticipation and appreciation as many more went into the burning warehouse. The fire had been spotted by a resident of a neighbouring district on his late night jog. No one was around the inferno at the time and worry set in. The place had been abandoned for years but kids loved to go in there for dares or a party. He stood off to the side speaking with the fire chiefs and police discussing what he saw earlier that night.

The stairs to the left of the front doors still stood firm; concrete still holding up to the heat. The warehouse was 3 stories high and as two men searched the main floor four more went up the steps. The place looked empty; the main floor held the odd machine for leather pressing but otherwise it was nothing but a vast dance floor.

The top floor held nothing much to the two firefighters relief. The rooms held clutter of all sorts and some were nears impossible to enter with the fire.

On the second floors fighter found a boy tied to a chair unconscious. Cutting away the rope the fighter placed a mask over his face and brought him down the steps. The ceiling above them began to cave in. The front stairwell officially blocked with derby and angry blazing fire. The fighter made a detour down the left hall and to the rear stairs burning and groaning under the weight.

"Front stairs blocked, I'm headed to the rear. I found a kid tied up to a chair on the second floor. Bring him down now." Replied the fighter into his mask communicator.

The search was over and the fighters made their way out the building to their hoses. The mysterious boy, unconscious, was placed on the waiting gurney ready to head out to the hospital.

Nanjiro was worried it was very late and Ryoma was still not home. He called Ryuzaki to question when practice had led out. Practice had been over for hours.

The phone rang and Nanjiro answered quickly seeing the name on the display as Ryoma.

"Ryoma, where are you it's late!"

"Sir, this is Cathy with the hospital the owner of this cell was just brought in; can I assume this person is someone you know?" She asked calmly.

"Yes, he's my son. What happened to him why is he there?" Nanjiro asked beginning to worry.

"If you could come down Dr. Hue would be able to explain the circumstances in detail."

"I'll be right down. Thank you."