Okay, here's Chapter 2. I'm sorry for the long wait! -_-

Hope you enjoyed the last chapter, though it was kind of plain. I promise it'll get more interesting as the story develops!


Chapter 2

I sit alone on the infirmary bed, absorbing everything Yuri just told me. The world of the afterlife where NPCs and actual humans coexist. If you follow the normal school rules like going to class, she had said, you would be erased. The SSS is made up of only six people, who're rebelling against their unjust lives; against God. They fight the girl they call Angel to get rid of her and lure out God. If I joined, I would become the seventh member.

But what exactly would I be rebelling against? I don't even –

Suddenly, intense waves of pain jolt through my body. I grasp my head again as another terrible headache starts to form. But this time, it's different. This time, I can see images. They're blurry, but I feel connected to them somehow. What are they? Could they be... memories?

I'm walking down a street buzzing with people who have things to do, places to go. No one notices an insignificant girl with long hair and gray eyes.

I'm holding a large canvas in my hands as I turn the corner and enter a dark, shabby looking apartment.

I step into the open elevator and press the number '6'.

I feel the elevator slide to a stop. I get out quickly and put the canvas down on my ground so I can get my keys to open the door that had number 2 on it. The sixth floor, the second room. That's where I lived for my entire life.

I go into the room after picking up the canvas, and brush the sweat off my forehead. How I wish this apartment had air conditioning.

I call a person's name. "Takumi", I had said.

There was no reply. I know he's there though, because I hear the rustling of paper and something heavy drop to the ground coming from his room.

I smile, imaging his reaction when I show him the painting I made especially for him. I drop my schoolbag on the tattered couch, relieving myself from the pressures of a daily school life.

This room is all we can afford for now, but with his job, we'll make enough money in no time to get a better environment.

I steal another look at the swirls of colors I had created with my own hands on the canvas.

In my painting, the sky was a dazzling color of cerulean with the white fluffy clouds cutting through the rivers in the air. The grass was covered with the morning dew as black sneakers trampled all over them.

A round soccer ball flew high into the air, sailing towards the goal post. The goalie's mouth was wide open in shock as he knew that he could not prevent the ball from whizzing past him. The young soccer player who kicked the ball, with his right foot high in the air, had a triumphant and surprised look on his face. He must've been thinking: Is it really going to go into the net?

"Takumi," I say again. "Takumi, look. I have something to show you."

Holding the canvas preciously, I enter his room cautiously.

"Takumi!" I call once more, giddy with excitement. "Won't you come out? Look, I made something for you."

Rough footsteps echo within the dark room. I see his face, lying impassively on his bed. I grow a little annoyed because he keeps on pretending that he can't hear me. What did I do to anger him?

I walk over to him, and then suddenly the lights go on in the room.

Before I could even wonder who turned on the lights, I see Takumi's motionless body, drenched in scarlet blood.

My painting drops to the ground.

"You must be Kouno's sister," says a voice behind me.

I spin around slowly and see a large man with one hand on the light switch, and the other holding a gun that was directed at my heart.

I open my mouth to say something, but no words came out.

"You see," he says, "Your brother's soccer skills are phenomenal. There's no way that their opponent could possibly win the big game tomorrow with him on the opposing team. So, they hired me to get rid of him for a lot of money."

I don't move. I don't speak.

"Well, I'd lose all that, if you went and opened your big mouth to the police," he sighs, a little regretfully. "Sorry, but I suppose I'd have to get rid of you too."

He takes a step forward and crushes my canvas.

"Good night," I hear him say. There was a loud boom, and the world dissolves into a blanket of nothing but darkness.


"So, you remember everything?" Hinata asks me, concerned.

The members of the SSS gather around me at the infirmary. They came to me rapidly when they heard me sob pitifully on my blankets. But I'm okay now. I'm only a bit bothered by how they managed to put an SSS girl's uniform on me when I was sleeping without my permission.

"Yeah," I say, and maybe a little sadly. "I think remembering my name made me remember my whole past. Though, I don't exactly want to talk about it now..."

Yuri, who's standing by the window and was silent the whole time, now speaks. "No one's forcing you to," she says. "Do you need some time? We can go, if you want."

I shake my head. "No, it's fine."

Suddenly, Noda, who sat next to Yuri and was looking out the window, looking bored, stands up and shouts, "Damn!"

He grabs his halberd, and then runs straight into the closed door.

"How shallow-minded," says Shiina, who had been standing quietly in the shadows of the infirmary with her arms crossed.

"Yep, he's an idiot," declares Chaa. "So, what happened?"

Noda gives Chaa a death stare with his red face that he had just slammed into the door. "I don't have to tell you," he grumbles.

"Noda," Yuri interrupts. "What happened?"

"Well," says Noda, "GirlsDeMo began setting up the equipment for the operation we're gonna do later today, but Angel came, and I couldn't hear her, but she probably told them to go to class or something."

"But isn't that normal for Angel to do?" Ooyama asks innocently.

Noda whips his head around to face Ooyama. "Hey, I'm not done talking!" he growls.

"Go on," Yuri sighs.

"Okay, well, then a guy came, and he helped Angel shoo them away. I mean, the regular students and NPCs, don't do that," Noda says.

"Angel has a collaborator?" Hinata questions loudly.

Yuri frowns, obviously perplexed. "Was it the vice-president? What was his name? Ayato Naoi?"

"No," says Noda. "It wasn't the vice-president. It was some kid with dark brown hair."

"Jeez, that helps a lot," Hinata mutters under his breath.

Then, I decide to state my thoughts. "Couldn't it be just a normal human who wants to help her?"

Yuri laughs. "Who would want to help a malicious servant of God?"

"Maybe he thinks he'll get rewards for helping her!" Ooyama exclaims. "If you help an angel in disguise, surely they'd return the favor."

"Could be," says Chaa thoughtfully.

"Well, let's go find out what's going on," Yuri says.

I climb out of the bed, noticing how my injury had vanished without a single scar, and I follow Yuri and the others out of the infirmary cautiously.

"Hey," I suddenly announce before we exit the school. "Um, I've decided… I… I want to join the SSS. Rebels against the god?"

Yuri grins. "About time. Here, catch."

She tosses me a handgun and knife, which I manage to grab hold of without cutting myself up.

"Let's go then, newbie."

I smile, finally feeling like I'm part of something important again.

"All right!"


Hmm. Interesting chapter. Oh, by the way, for those of you who were wondering, a lot of time hasn't passed between this story and Angel Beats!: Track Zero, so SSS and the New Guild have not completely formed yet, but some time has passed so that GirlsDeMo has its full members and are part of the SSS, and that the Old Guild has been created.

Please notify me if I'm doing anything wrong, thank you ~

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