A/N: I know that I haven't been writing much and have a tendency to discontinue stories, but his one won't be like that! I actually finished this one for an English assignment a few weeks ago and have completed it. The ending of this story, I will warn you, is a bit…weak, but it still makes sense and wraps it up nicely. Enjoy!
*Text change explanations will be shown within the next few chapters*
"Ow! Keiichi get off me!"
"Ah! Sorry!"
Six children had been suddenly transported to a room and had landed in a pile. The room had a black floor and tan walls. There were a few a few couches circled around a giant television and they were a few feet apart.
"Where are we?" asked a young girl with dark purple hair.
"I don't know, Rika. Have you ever seen a place like this, Shion?" asked a green-haired teen girl to another teen girl who looked exactly like her except her hair had clips instead of a pony tail.
"Never, Mion. I mean look how big that TV is! It has to be fake or something. Can you check it out Satoko?"
A blond-haired girl, who looked about the same age as Rika, nodded and stood near the TV. She inspected it and said, "It looks real enough, but since I've never seen a TV like this, it still might be fake."
"Well, let's turn it on!" said a brown-haired teen boy who then rushed to the TV, before he could be stopped, and turned it on.
"Keiichi, you baka! That could have been a bomb!" said Mion, who smacked his head.
"Ow! Mion, why did you do that? It was a bit rash, but we're all fine. Except for my head, of course."
"Mion, don't hurt Keiichi! Look at the TV!" said a brown-haired teenage girl named Rena.
The TV flickered to life and a person's head appeared in front of a white background. The person had brown hair and dark brown eyes. Their hair was long, so the group assumed the person was a girl.
"You six have been taken from your world and brought into this room. One of you knows. Four of you cause. One stays hidden. One stays abandoned. All shall be revealed in time."
The screen went black and white letters appeared saying: Press play. An arrow pointed to ten identical remotes.
"What did she mean by all that?" asked Satoko.
"Well, one of us knows. Who is it?" Mion looked at everyone. "Well? Who knows?"
"Maybe we should just press that play button. The person who knows won't tell and the TV is supposed to tell us." suggested Shion.
Rika had already grabbed a remote while the others were talking. She looked over the remote and pushed play. The others looked at the television as it came to a title screen. It listed all their names, including Hanyuu's.
"Eh? Why are our names on there?" asked Satoko.
"Maybe they're there to show the videos on here are for us?" suggested Rena.
A piece of paper appeared on the floor in front of the television. Shion picked it up and read: "Directions: Press play. Push pause if stop in the program is needed. Note: Each video has the voice and/or image of someone either in the room or someone you know, but no-one will remember it happening.
Shion looked up from the paper and said, "Since our questions will be answered at the end, we should get started already!"
A/N: Kind of short, but this story is separated in chapters for this part and this one happens to be short. Plenty others are long, don't worry