Hey guys! Matthew here! Sorry for not updating my Negima! story, but I recently watched Angel Beats! and was so moved by it, I just HAD to write a fanfiction for it. So enjoy this new story, and I'll come back to my Negima! fanfiction after I finish this one!
Also, a couple pointers. Since today IS my last day of winter break, I don't know when I can update this fanfiction, or my other one. So please be patient with my writing as I won't have enough time to write these as I'm preparing for finals. Thanks a lot, and keep supporting!
The faint smell of gunpowder wakes me. "Is it finally over?" I thought. I turned onto my right side, for some reason, since I'm right handed. Wouldn't I
normally go on my left so my dominant hand is free to move? As I was thinking this, I heard a faint sound of a gunshot. Did my hearing go bad, or is it
just the shock? I pounce to my feet, unaware of the situation, and I see a group of teenagers holding guns. Wait, what? Why are they holding guns?!
What are they shooting at?! I try to scream at them for firing guns inside a school, but I'm stopped suddenly by a man dressed in black.
"Welcome, to the Acceptance Battlefront," he said. Acceptance? Wait. Acceptance of what?... Wait, don't tell me-
"It may seem hard to believe, but you have to know; You're dead. I don't know when or how, but you're here now, and we need more people than
we can get. So forgive me for asking out of the blue, but will you join our Battlefront?"
What the hell is going on here?
"Battlefront? What kind... I mean, what are we fighting?" I replied. I still don't understand what's going on, but I'll comply for now, unless this is some
kind of joke that they're playing on me.
"What do you see, down those steps?" I turn my head. It's... shadows? We're fighting shadows? Why would we need guns then when we could just
shine some light on them?
"Why would you guys need guns when you could just shine light on them?" I foolishly replied.
"Moron!" Another teen kicked me in the stomach. He had a different uniform than the other kid. He had a normal student uniform; or what I
considered to be normal. All the other students here wore the same uniform. Then again, maybe this is some kind of cult. It is nighttime after all.
"I get it. You can't kill these shadows that way." I pause for a second. I mean, I guess I have the freetime to help them out. I don't know where I am,
or who I am, but taking a couple minutes out of my time would be okay.
"Sure then, I guess. Let me help. Just temporarily, though. Once we're done here, I'm out."
"Yes! Alright, I guess we should introduce ourselves then. I'm Yuzuru Otonashi, the leader of the Acceptance Battlefront. The teen who kicked you in
the stomach is Lukaro. He's hostile to the new kids around here."
"Don't get in my way, and I won't kill you- again." He lifted his large scythe and shined the lamppost light onto me. This is so unreal, I said with half a
frown.
Suddenly, more gunshots are heard. The students a couple buildings away from us were yelling, probably warning Otonashi.
"I'll introduce the others later. Here, take this." He goes to hand me a gun. I picked it up. It feels real. Full metal, not like the airsoft guns I used to
shoot.
"Leader!" someone from a distance said. "They're..."
Hearing a guy scream, I face the direction of the enemy. They're... people? It's too dark for me to see their faces, but they're body forms are in the
shape of a human!
"What the hell! Those are real people down there! I'm not going to kill people! I agreed to shoot shadows only!" I hand the gun back to Otonashi,
forcefully.
"Look bro, if you want to get-"
"Calm down, Lukaro." Otonashi stopped him, just as I was walking down the stairs. "Tell the others to cease fire. He'll have to learn the hard way."
As I walked down the stairs to the people they're shooting at, they suddenly stopped firing. That's right! You shouldn't be killing other people. Finally,
I talked some sense into them.
I make it to the bottom, and I introduce myself. "Moshi moshi, sorry for these guys shooting you up there." No response.
"My name's Kibo Chikaku. What's yours?" Still no response. Kinda weird, but I guess-
Suddenly, they pounce on me! What's going on? I don't understand! Please! Stop... What are they doing exactly? I can't tell them to stop doing
whatever they're doing if I don't know what they're doing. Wait, this feeling... It's like they're eating me! Oh God! ZAP!
"STOP DEVOURING ME!" I barely had enough mouth room to say that before they fully engulfed me in the shadows. I stop trying to fight. Dammit,
they were right. I wonder what life will be like as a shadow. Maybe it'll be better than being-
"Alright, fire! I'm giving the order to fire!"
