The Horror of Meijo University:
Author's Notes: Heyo everybody! I have finally returned! So, I recently finished watching "Another", and holy shit! That was one messed up anime, lol! Anyway, as the anime ended, I immediately had thoughts running through my head about a sequel. And since there currently isn't one (though I heard that a sequel is in the works), I thought: "What the hell? Let's make our own!" So here we go, lol.
This will be darker than my normal fan-fictions. There will be a lot, and I mean a lot of blood, death, language, graphic violence, and other stuff. Just wanted to give you all a heads-up.
Also, this chapter may be a bit short, but the other ones will be a lot longer, so don't worry! :D
Anyhoo, besides that, I'm gonna let you all read now. Ciao!
Prologue: Smell of Death
"Run, Misaki!" A masculine voice called as two individuals ran down a long hallway that was rapidly crumbling in pieces behind them. On all sides of them was the smell of burning, rotting human flesh; the smell of which burned their nostrils and made their eyes water. Ringing in their ears was the sound of panicked screaming, fires crackling, and the occasional "thud" as they realized, with horror-filled eyes, that yet another student had fallen under the prey of death. Death...the one thing that all human beings fear. Never knowing when it will rear its ugly face, or how it will reveal itself to their delicious victim.
"Faster..." The voice panted as the owner continued running. His hand tightly held his comrade's, who, not saying anything, ran tearfully alongside him. "We have to get out now!" A loud scream coming from behind them was heard, followed shortly by a dull thud. No... he shook his head as he continued running. Not again...this cannot be happening again...
"Sakakibara..." A female voice said quietly from the individual who the young man was running with. He looked back at her and saw an expression that he had never seen before: Complete and absolute terror. The sight of it unsettled him slightly, but he quickly recovered himself as he held her hand even tighter.
"Don't worry." He reassured her. "We're going to get out of here." The teenage girl smiled slightly as his words reached her, but the smile immediately vanished when she noticed something shiny behind him.
"Sakakibara!" She screamed as she pushed the young man against the wall. A sickening sound came a second later, and the young man saw with horror as a long, curved dagger was shoved into his comrade's right breast.
"Misaki!" He shouted as she collapsed to the ground, her black blouse now stained a dark-red from the blood pouring from the wound. He extended his arms and caught her before she hit the floor, and gently turned her over so he could see her face. No... He saw with horror as the girl weakly tried to smile at him, but by then her strength had all but vanished. She attempted to speak, and Sakakibara had to lean down to hear what she said, and even then, he could barely make out the now-inaudible words that the girl spoke. Weakly, she raised her hand toward the ceiling, and then fell back into his arms. No...please, God, no... "MEI!" He looked at her with tears brimming in his eyes. Why...why did this...have to happen again...? As he wiped the tears from his face, an agonizing pain shot through his chest as a knife sliced neatly through his back and out his front. "Ugh..." He viciously groped the air as he tried to get his breath, but the knife had done its job. After a few seconds of struggling, he limply fell to the ground, his body resting gently against the body of his comrade.
Above the two, the ceiling began to crumble and fall around them, and the flames began to shoot out of the windows, shattering sharp pieces of glass all over the two. The boy weakly glanced to the end of the hallway, where, amidst the fire and smoke, a tall man stood, covered in their blood. Why... He weakly thought as the roof started to fall down upon them. I'm sorry...Misaki...
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To be continued...
