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The Ultimate Revival
It's too dark in here. Crap... what happened to me? Why is it so dark? My eyes are open, but it's pitch black.
I took a step forward and smacked my head against something cold and hard. I lifted my arm to rub my forehead, but I hit the cold object again with my elbow. Okay... I'm in a confined space. I felt around the space and hypothesized that I was stuck in some kind of rectangular prism. I palmed the front of the prism. Almost as if the world was switched to slow-motion, the door open. I stumbled out the locker, barely managing to keep myself from face-planting. Firmly standing, I looked around the area.
I was trapped in a beige painted classroom. There was a greened tinted podium placed to the right of the locker I came out of. It was standing a foot in front of the bright green screen. The classroom was divided into two sides with the podium acting as a guideline. Two columns of desks and chairs were on each side. The windows were barricaded by some kind of red rope. To the touch, I noted that it was a brand of leather. And an expensive brand as well... I also made a side note about the sheer number of vines growing around the ceiling. It's almost like this place was abandoned. An abandoned school perhaps?
"So what's next?" I muttered to myself. The last thing I could recall was a group of men in black ambushing me on my way to my high school. They were smart enough to wear ski masks when they pushed me into the black van. But, why didn't any help me? It's wasn't like I was an idiot and walked into a dark alley. No, this was in broad daylight. Either everyone in the area was an accomplice, or-
"WAAAH!" A feminist scream screeched out the locker next to me. So, I'm not alone, huh. The locker started violently shaking while she probably started to panic. Sighing, I opened the door for her. Before I could react, her fist connected to the bridge of my nose.
"Shit woman!" I backed away before she could do any more damage. I pinched my nose to stop the potential blood loss. I took a good look at the girl as I glared at her.
She was a black haired Chinese beauty with two circular braids tied behind her head. She was wearing a standard Namimori High School uniform, a long white dress shirt covered by a blue vest with a black knee-high skirt and red bowtie. So, we go to the same school? Why haven't I ever seen her before, then? She was about my height or maybe a few inches shorter than me.
"I'm sorry!" She pleaded as wiped away a tear. "Are you hurt?"
"Yes," I gave her pointed look. "Who are you?"
"Oh, um, I'm I-pin Fon." I-pin bowed politely. "It's nice to meet you. What's your name?"
"Lambo Bovino." I ran my hand through my black hair. "Now, that's introductions are out of the way. Mind telling me how you ended up in this place and in a locker no less?"
"I-I was kidnapped. I was coming back from school. Before I get to my house, I-I was attacked by a group of men and pushed into a van." She whimpered. "The ne-next thing I remember was waking up in that locker. I-I swear I don't know anything else."
"Straighten up, will you? I'm not gonna hurt ya." I decided to comfort her. I can't get anywhere with this girl scared shitless anyway. "Let's think for a second. Why would someone feel the need to kidnap two high schoolers?"
"I don't know. I'm pretty normal, and the only thing special about me is how weird my hair is." She sighed rather depressingly. "What about you? You're wearing the same uniform as me, so doesn't that mean we go to the same school?"
"Yes, we both go to Namimori High, but that place is nothing more than a normal school." I figured. The more I thought about it the less sense the situation made. The fact that we're in school no less... Why kidnap high schooler and put them in an abandoned high school. The more questions I think the less I feel like I know. "Whatever is the case, we should get out of here."
"Ye-Yeah, let's see if we can find some help." She tried to summon the little courage she had. I grabbed her by the hand, so she wouldn't get lost and led her out the classroom.
Similar to a car's engine revving up, I was startled by the sudden sound. I turned around quickly and regretted my action immediately. It was a twelve-foot tall robot! It looked like came out a sci-fi movie. I didn't take in any more of its details as I took off with I-pin in hand. She screamed off her head and straight into my ear. Ugh, at the first sense of freedom, I'm dropping her. That's a fact! The robot chased us down several vine-covered hallways until we were met a pink staircase leading down one flight of stairs.
The bottom floor had more of those giant robots crawling around. When we came down the stair, there was a robot with a pink paint blocking the hallway with their back to us. Slipping pass that one with I-pin's mouth clamped shut, I led her down a narrow hallway. Another robot was standing at the end of the hallway as it blocked another path. Thus, I forced down a different path. Interesting... are we being forced this way? It's rather convenient that we haven't met a dead end yet. Or, are they forcing us to a dead end? Within the span of ten minutes, we were imposed upon this path to an orange door with plants growing everywhere and had five of those monasteries on our tail. I slammed my body into the door at full force.
I didn't expect them to lead us to an exit, not in the slightest.
But, I also didn't expect those robots to guide us to a group of even more high schoolers.
"What the hell is going on..." I whispered as I-pin and I walked up to the group. I took a mental note of the fact that all of them wore different school uniforms. Unlike I-pin and myself, no two people wore the same style of uniform. So, they didn't just target our high school, yet why strike twice at Namimori? Everyone seemed to be standing rather close to one person or another. Almost like we were paired off... If it was just I-pin and myself, then, I dismiss this as a coincidence, but there are nine pairs? No... that's deliberate.
"Ohhh... there's more people?" The tanned girl gasped.
"Were y'all chased by those monsters too?" Exclaimed the guy with a purple slanted haircut. I slowly nodded, unsure if there was a logical explanation for all of this.
"What... are they? What do they want from us?" I wasn't sure who was talking, but their voice was incredibly deep.
"Do you want me to check on what's happening?" The second shortest boy here volunteered.
"No! I refuse to allow anyone to leave. It's too dangerous out there!" The red-haired girl spoke up and voiced her opinion.
"Those things probably are still around if they just chased those two in." The blonde whimpered as a guy with a cap comforted her.
"Does anyone know what's happening ex-exactly?" I-pin whimpered as well. She refused to let go of my arm.
"And that makes 18..." A green haired male stated that fact. So, I'm not the only one who was keeping track, huh. "There are 18 high school students. What do you think means?"
"That someone wanted to kidnap us and force us into this gym. Think about... those robots were blocking other hallways." I deducted. "They didn't want to risk us wandering off."
"Ah, you have a keen eye." The green headed boy smirked. "What's your name? I'm Rantaro Amami."
"Lambo Bovino, I try to pay attention to my surroundings," I answered.
"But not enough to keep yourself from getting kidnapped?" Rantaro chuckled to himself.
"Okay... so there's eighteen of us? Are there more people coming or something?" The purple hair man spoke up again.
"No... I think this is everyone... If this is what I think it is." Rantaro paused to think some more. Does he have an idea of what's going on? Then, why is he beating around the bush?
"If this is what you think it is?" The twin ponytail girl questioned. "What do you mean by that?"
It was at that exact moment. An unknown voice echoed throughout the gym. I didn't see anyone's mouth open, so there must be another person in the room.
"Okayyyyyyyyyy! It's time to start. Shimmy down! Shimmy down!" A childish and boyish voice rang.
"I think you meant 'shimmer down'." A feminine voice corrected the voice.
"Huh? Who said that?" The blue-haired beauty started to turn pale.
Springing out of floors and walls, five giant robots made their appearance known. I couldn't seem to believe it. Did they bring us here for the false sense of security? Whatever was the case, the eighteen of us formed a close circle as the five robots descended upon us until we were completely surrounded.
"Thanks for bearing with us." The five robots exclaimed. Why put emphasis on the bear?
"Crap! Those robots got in!" Another double braided girl spoke up, but her braids were very loosely kept together compared to I-pin.
"They're not monsters! Their proper collective names are 'Exisals'. The yellow 'Exisal' corrected us. "If you must know, they're highly mobile, bipedal weapons."
Then, does that mean someone is controlling them if they're just weapons?
"We-Weapons?!" Cap boy exclaimed.
"Hell yea! How 'bout we take these babies for a test run and kill one of these motherfuckers!" The blue 'Exisal' screamed.
"Nyeh? Can't we talk about this?!" The short red haired girl cowered in fear.
"No, no, no, that won't do. We have to follow the schedule." The pink one scolded the rest in a feminine voice. That must be the voice we heard earlier.
"But, according to the schedule, the Exisal weren't supposed to show up until later." The red 'Exisal' pointed out. What schedule are they talking about? Are we suppose to go along with this plan? "Man, we messed up big time!"
"I told ya we shoulda read the damn script!" The blue one incriminated all of them. I sweatdropped. They don't sound like the most competent villains around. The more they talk, the less I feel threatened.
"It's not that big of a mess. Let's get out the Exisals and go from there." The yellow one suggested. The three other ones just muttered in agreement. The green one still hasn't said a word.
The five 'Exisals' hatches popped open and five multicolor and monochrome animatronic bears jumped out. Each one coordinated with their respected weapon. Taking a page of the power rangers script, the five bears struck their own 'unique' pose as they stuck the landing.
"Rise and shine ursine! With our powers combined, we are the MonoKubs!" The small group of bears dabbed at the end of their clearly practiced speech. The eighteen of us were stunned into silence. Was this really happening? Are we serious being targeted by teddy bears?
"The fuck..." I whispered to myself.
"Wh-What are those things?" I-pin tightened her grip on my arm. Her nails began to stick into my flesh.
"I'm the messenger from the depths of hell, here to drag ya to hell!" The blue monochrome rockstar teddy bear exclaimed.
"Eh? What's hell?" The red monochrome bear questioned.
"MonoKubs huh? So, we're being terrorized by a bunch of stuff animals?" I thought for a second.
"That would be the case," Rantaro said, unfazed by the events unfolding in front of us. "It's exactly what I thought it was, but who's behind all of this. Why be so outrageously ridiculous?"
"How could have you possibly predicted this?" I asked. "This is too bizarre for any sane person to predict."
"Then, I guess that makes me insane." Rantaro shrugged.
"Shut your bitch asses up! Your reactions are too normal! It's putting me the hell to sleep." The blue one complained.
"I still don't what hell is." The red one spoke up again.
"Now that I think about, their clothes are boring too." The pink and girly bear said sweetly. "I think we should do something about it."
With two claps, eighteen white examination make-shift rooms dropped from the ceiling. Each one had a different name sown in at the top. My room was placed near the center with Rantaro and Kokichi Oma as my neighbors.
"Now, now, please enter your changing room and put on the attire laid out for you." The yellow and white bear cleaned his glasses. They're all walking stereotypes. Some of the students opened the mouth to argue, but the pink one got the first sentence out.
"If you don't comply, we'll kill the rebels with Exisal." She smiled as the eighteen of us shifted into our respected changing room.
I examined the clothes left for me, and I was honestly taken aback by them. I was expecting more or less a prisoner jumpsuit. Instead, they left me a black jacket with a cowhide pattern collar and cuffs that only had one button in the center, thus, exposing my chest to the world, a pair of beige pants, and a pair of open toe sandals. These are civilian clothing. Why? Are we not their prisoners?
Going along with these insane bear, I stripped down to my briefs and changed into their clothes. Underneath that set of clothes, I found two bandaged horns, a necklace with a bull pendant, and a ring with a green gem in the middle. It wasn't the weirdest thing that has happened to me, so I placed the ring on my finger and the pendant around my neck. I left the horns in my hands as I exited.
I saw Rantaro standing near one of the basketball hoops. Once again, his clothes were far from what a prisoner would wear. He was wearing a dark blue long sleeve shirt with a steering wheel symbol in the left corner and gray pants that were tied at his ankles. He wore slip-on shoes. The MonoKubs gave him more accessories than me because he had about seven or eight rings on his fingers and a crystal pendant around his neck.
"Well, look at Lambo, you like a player." Rantaro chuckled.
"I'm not the only one. You could pass one as well." I gave him a pointed look before sighing.
"Nah, I could never be one. Besides, I think you need your missing your final steps." He took the horns from my hands and stuck them in my curly hair. "There! Now, you're dressed."
"This makes no sense, and you're aware of it." I looked around the gym. The others were slowly coming out of their changing rooms. Some had more weird clothes than others. "So, why stay quiet?"
"Because we won't remember any of it by the end of the day," He whispered as the two of gathered with the rest of our group. The MonoKubs readied some kind of flashlight with multiple screws and bolts sticking out of it.
"Monosuke figured out why you guys were so boring!" The red ninja monokub announced. "Y'all aren't Ultimates! You're all just talentless nobodies!"
"Therefore, we gotta make ya into Ultimates!" Monosuke put the finishing touches on the flashlight and pointed the lens in our direction. The bright light blinded us as I felt information flow into my brain. I felt my conscious fleeting as something inside of me awaken.
That's right. I remember who I am!
Lambo Bovino... The Ultimate Lightning Rod!
Date of Birth: May 28 (Gemini)
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 141 lbs
Blood Type: A
Likes: Candy
Dislikes: Chores
Lambo Bovino is the youngest among the tenth generation of the Vongola family. I abandoned the Bovino family at the age 5 as I chased down Reborn, my destined rival. Along with my quest to kill Reborn, I, the Great Lambo, found Tsuna, my old brother who I admire the most. Although I came off as a bother to him, I wished to grow up as fast as possible to be with him as soon as possible. Reborn wants him to be the tenth boss, but he doesn't come off as one. He's a caring bother to me unlike Gokudera Hayato, the Storm Guardian, who is also known as Stupidera. He's the most annoying person to be around because he constantly shifts blame to me. I-pin is a sister to me; we've been childhood friends ever since we met at Tsuna's home. Although you tormented her at a young age, you have learned to love and care for her in more ways than one. Occasionally, I refer to her as 'Charming', because I-pin has grown from a 'Tail-Head' monster into a promising young lady and assassin. I-pin is extremely intelligent and skilled for some her age, while I am come off as lazy and spoil. Even though we are completely different, I, Lambo Bovino, have come to love I-pin like a sister.
I became the Vongola Lightning Guardian at the age of five. At a young age, Lambo has been capable of redirecting lightning bolt since my Electtrico Cuoio skin allows me to discharge electricity when struck by lightning. At age 15, Lambo's power has grown and allowed him to hold enough electricity to power Toyko for a week. However, Lambo is only capable of powering his ring if he's angry, sad, or homesick. Wanting the best for Lambo, Big Bro Tsuna made Lambo learn Italian at an early age. When annoyed, Lambo will switch in between languages. Lambo fears Hibari and Mukuro with a passion, and he dares not to cross either on them for any reason. Hibari, Mukuro, and Tsuna are the only ones excluded from Lambo's pranking. The only person who Lambo befriended outside of his Family is the Simon's Mountain Guardian, Rauji Ooyama. He's was the best subordinate Lambo has ever had. Rauji listened to ever command Lambo gave and followed through with each one.
That's who I am! I am Lambo Bovino after all!
