Authors note: Third chapter already! It seems like you viewers like the first chapters, so I'm gonna continue this story. I can't disappoint you, can I? :D. I'm sorry if I portrayed the characters wrong. I doubt Ayumi is as gutsy and fearless as she is in this story than in the actual game.
I'm planning on uploading a chapter per day, but please don't be mad or upset if I miss a day.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Corpse Party. All rights go to the makers of the game.
"You really thought it would be over? You really thought you could just forgot about everything, and move on with your life?"
Ayumi had heard that voice before. That giggly, sarcastic elementary school voice.
The voice of Sachiko Shinozaki.
Naomi gasped. Yuka realised a small sob. Yoshiki clenched his fists. Satoshi shut his eyes. Ayumi stared at the pale, ghostly figure, trembling. It was just Sachiko, but she had the abilities to kill just like a grown man.
After getting their bearings, four teachers ran forward, extremely confused about the scream, the light, the mysterious girl. But around a metre from Sachiko, one teacher was flung back, as if hit by an incredible force. All the other teachers stopped.
"Come any closer and I'll kill you." Sachiko said calmly. She turned and looked directly at Ayumi, her gaze still blank, though it was clear what she wanted. Ayumi freed her grip from Yoshiki, who looked extremely worried. "Are you sure?" He whispered. "Yes. I sense she won't kill me. She won't." Ayumi had no idea what was going to happen, but she somehow knew she wasn't going to kill her. "Please. She isn't going to just walk away. Please, trust me." Ayumi pleaded. Yoshiki still didn't look convinced, and grabbed her wrist. "No. I won't let you."
Ayumi sensed fear in his voice, but she assumed it was for the fear of Sachiko. Ayumi didn't know, but Yoshiki had the deep fear of losing Ayumi, which he felt the entire time they were trapped in Heavenly Host. Sachiko saw him grab her wrist, which prevented her from moving.
"I could easily kill everyone here. Then move onto other people. Maybe I could kill someone every minute you make me wait." Sachiko threatened, calmly playing with a strand of her hair.
Only now was everyone realising the severity of the situation. This wasn't human. This thing was here to kill. All the juniors were closing to crying, all the seniors stunned into shock.
Ayumi wrestled her grip from Yoshiki's. Then, she stepped forward, shaking like a leaf caught in a whirlwind. Every pair of eyes was focused on the trembling, blue-haired class president. For a second, no one did anything, stunned as Ayumi slowly made her way towards the thing. Almost everyone expected her to be flung back, like the teacher, but she moved forward, until she was next to Sachiko. Yoshiki swore to himself if Sachiko hurt Ayumi in any way, she would pay.
Sachiko smiled at Ayumi, as she took Ayumi's shaking hand. Satoshi noticed that Sachiko was acting extremely different. It was Sachiko in the red dress, yet why was she acting like Sachiko in the white dress?
As Sachiko took her hand, Ayumi was suddenly flooded with messages and different pictures of items. It moved so quickly, and then her mind was filled with spirits, so many, as if they were battling their way into her mind. When she was possessed the first time, it hurt a bit, but it was nothing compared to the pain she felt now. But she couldn't bring herself to press her hands to her head or scream. She couldn't allow herself to faint. No, she had to be strong. She and only four others knew what was really going on, and Ayumi was the only one being suspected of it. And she knew Yoshiki would be worried if she passed out.
The pain was extremely hard to bear, but Ayumi stood strong. Eventually, the pictures and messages flooded from her mind, like the spirits. Ayumi slowly woke up to reality, to see hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at her and Sachiko. The latter realised that Ayumi had snapped out of it, and quickly pulled what looked like a list from her dress pocket. She shoved it in Ayumi's hand, closing her fingers around it. Ayumi slipped it into her pocket automatically. Then, Sachiko pushed Ayumi out of her barricaded circle. "Go! Go, cousin. Get away from me!"
Startled by Sachiko's sudden behaviour, Ayumi stumbled, before getting to her feet and running towards Yoshiki. Another blinding light suddenly burst from Sachiko, making her scream. It was the same blood curdling scream that everyone heard before Sachiko appeared. The ground began to shake violently, like the one that had swept them away in the first place. Yoshiki grabbed Ayumi's upper arm, pulling her close to him protectively. If it was another time, Ayumi would of slapped him, but she was too dazed to move. Satoshi did a smilier act with Naomi and Yuka. Other students were doing the same with friends and loved ones.
Sachiko continued screeching. It died down, though, and the hall stopped shaking. Sheepishly, Yoshiki let Ayumi go, but still kept a firm hold on her arm. A loud, almost drunk giggle exploded from Sachiko. Satoshi instantly realised that she returned to insane, killer Sachiko.
"So many new victims. So many. But, I should play with the familiar ones, shouldn't I?" She laughed, brandishing a pair of scissors. The five suddenly felt themselves being pulled forward, until they were in front of Sachiko.
"I remember you. I remember. Just like you, I can't forget. But I'm dead. I don't have the fear of getting killed, don't I?" Sachiko walked in front of them, teasingly. She paused in front of Naomi. "Oh. Naomi Nakashima. I would of expected you to be in severe therapy by now."
Naomi glared at her with everything she had, though her heart was pounding so hard, she was sure Satoshi next to her could hear it.
"What was her name, hmm? Seiko Shinohara?"
A small gasp and chatter emitted from the crowd of terrified students, upon hearing Seiko's name. Naomi's supposed imaginary friend.
"I remember her death fondly. Was one of my favourites, wasn't it. Who killed her then? Who put a noose around her thin neck?"
A cry escaped from Naomi, the comment bringing up painful memories.
"Pathetic. In fact, I think I'll put her death up for everyone too see."
Sachiko suddenly darted toward the projecter in the front of the hall. "I'm so glad this one was caught on tape. I could relive the pain Seiko must of experienced. Because of that argument you had."
Sachiko stood back, almost proudly. The projected buzzed with life, as an image of the bathroom was caught on tape. Screams could be heard from the inside.
"Naomi! Please, don't do this! Snap out of it! Naomi!"
The camera directed to the third stall. Naomi, with lifeless eyes, attached a noose around the neck of a girl in a Kisargai uniform. She had her hair styled into two curls below her ears, and amber eyes. Her hands were tied behind her back.
"NAOMI!"
The whole hall watched, shocked into silence, as Naomi made no noise at all. It didn't even seem like she was breathing as she kicked away the bucket Seiko was standing on.
"Na...om...i..."
Seiko choked and started flailing around wildly, though it only seemed to be suffocating her more. The tape faded to black.
"You...you bitch!" Naomi shouted furiously, tears streaming down her face. "Seiko didn't deserve it! She didn't! It was my fault!"
Sachiko only grinned at Naomi's struggle. "Though, another death I quite liked...Mayu Suzumoto. I don't have it on tape, though I'm sure the memory will do. Its a good thing I was there. I like to watch people's deaths up close."
Ayumi gritted her teeth and squirmed uncomfortably at the mention of Mayu. They were quite close when she was alive.
Sachiko somehow started the projector up, to show the infirmary. Yuki and Tokiko were holding a girl up, suspended by some ghostly force. The girl wore a Kisaragi uniform, had green eyes and a small ponytail on the top right of her head, fastened by beads. Yoshiki and Ayumi stood a few metres away from her, obviously being held back.
"What are you doing?" Yoshiki yelled.
"Put her down!" Ayumi shouted, the fear visible in her voice. They were only responded with the crazy giggles of the ghosts. They carried Mayu out of the infirmary, Ayumi and Yoshiki following behind. Yoshiki and Ayumi both witnessed her death, being thrown at full speed toward a wall, her blood and entrails splattered everywhere like paint. Ayumi felt tears escape her eyes and roll down her cheek.
'Hah! Such a sweet girl, too. Like her teacher. Yui, wasn't it? Oh, Ayumi-chan, I'm sure you feel bad for that one. The poor women, sacrificing herself to save you. I wasn't there, when that happened, sadly. Or that idiot, Morishige. Killed himself. What a sad fate that was."
Sachiko laughed, obviously enjoyed the hurt and pain she was putting the five through. Ayumi couldn't take it anymore.
"What about you, Sachiko? You watched your own mother die. At such a young age too. Its worse than our closest friends dying. And what a sad fate you had. To be killed over your mothers corpse." Ayumi yelled, venom dripping off her voice. Sachiko stopped, and for the first time, she had tears dripping off her face. But they were tears of anger. She ran towards Ayumi, scissors raised alarmingly.
"You'll regret what you said. You will." Sachiko raised the scissors, preparing to plunge them into some part of her anatomy. At first, Sachiko thought about stabbing her in the stomach, but she decided to let Ayumi deal with more pain. She grabs her arm, and pushed the sleeve of Ayumi's uniform up. Sachiko raises the scissors, grinning manicly, and brings them down onto Ayumi's soft skin, piercing it.
Yoshiki wanted to pry Sachiko off Ayumi, but in horror he realised he couldn't move. He couldn't even speak. He saw Satoshi and Yuka fighting the same battle. He could only watch as Sachiko stabbed Ayumi's arm, multiple times. Yoshiki felt guilt tearing away at him as he watched Ayumi squirm helplessly. He promised to protect her, no matter what; and now she was going to get killed, and he couldn't do anything to stop it.
Ayumi couldn't move either. She only felt the pain as the scissors plunged into her arm, causing her to scream out of agony. Though it was painful as hell, Ayumi did not regret what she said. She defended her friends from something that shouldn't of happened - something a class rep should do.
Blood trickled down Ayumi's arm, dripping off her fingers onto the floor. The pain was unbearable, but she knew Sachiko would do worse later on. Ayumi could only hope that Sachiko wouldn't drive the rusted scissors right down to the bone.
Sachiko took delight in seeing Ayumi's blood. Her blood, both originating from the same bloodline, but it didn't lessen her hate for Ayumi. She had driven the scissors into her arm, and was about to start twisting the scissors around, when she felt something pull her back. Hands from behind pulled her away from a screaming Ayumi, making her stumble. Ayumi yanked the scissors out of her damaged arm, throwing them to the ground, and attempted to patch up the deep wound with her handkerchief.
As Sachiko was pulled away, all four students stopped being paralysed. Yoshiki and Naomi rushed to Ayumi's side to check the wound. Yuka shyly offered her handkerchief, no longer scared at the sight of blood. Satoshi had the intention to help, but was stopped short by the sight in front of him. He nudged Naomi and Yoshiki, and Ayumi turned to see.
The force that pulled Sachiko away was haunting. It was more spirits... lots of them. Satoshi knew many people died at Heavenly host, but surely not this many? Sachiko was engulfed, her pale face no longer visible. It was like she had disappeared all together. Slowly, one by one, all the spirits began to disappear, fading away into nothing. Soon, only four spirits were left.
"Seiko!" Naomi cried, tears streaming down her face. The ghost of Seiko gazed at her, the rope burn on her neck clearly visible. "Naomi?"
Naomi and Seiko embraced each other tightly. Mayu and Morishige and Yui did the same.
"Ayumi! Your arm!" Mayu exclaimed.
"Its...fine." Ayumi shrugged, managing a weak smile. Yoshiki frowned at her, delicately supporting her injured arm.
"Stop being so brave." He scolded, inspecting it carefully. Ayumi winced.
Suddenly, Seiko felt something eating away at her leg. Mayu felt the same on her shoulder, Yui on the arm, and Morishige on the neck. They were slowly being transported back to Heavenly Host.
"No!" Naomi screamed, clinging to Seiko's spirit. "We only just saw each other! You can't leave now! You can't!"
"I'm so sorry, Naomi." Seiko sniffed, tears springing from her eyes. Mayu had tears streaming down her face as well, Yui wiped her nose and even Morishige appeared to be suffering.
"We have to go. I'm so sorry." Mayu said, just before her face dissolved. So did Seiko's, Morishige's, and Yui's.
"No...no. Seiko! Come back to me, please!" Naomi screeched, her knees giving way and falling to the floor. Satoshi immediately helped her up.
"Naomi, calm down. Please. It'll be okay." He whispered in her ear, soothingly. It seemed to work, Naomi's sobs gradually lessoning to gentle sniffs. Yoshiki tended to Ayumi's arm.
"God, you idiot. Why did you anger Sachiko like that?" He said sternly, as teachers and various students came rushing up to the group, all sorts of different questions being thrown at them. Ayumi sighed, tears leaking out from her eyes. Yoshiki noticed this, and asked for someone to help her with her arm. Sachiko or not, Ayumi's safety and health were one of the most important things to him.
-X-
Ayumi, Yoshiki, Satoshi, Naomi and Yuka stood in front of a crowd of confused students and teachers. Ayumi's wound was tended and wrapped in the handkerchiefs of many people, but Yoshiki couldn't help but notice how she kept touching it and wincing silently.
The principal had insisted on them telling everyone what was going on, to prevent everyone from worrying. Though how can anyone stay calm after just what happened, Ayumi thought to herself.
"Class rep, you start." The principal nodded, following customs to let the class rep go first. (Authors note: I don't know if its a custom or not, but just stick with it. XD)
"The girl in the red dress is a relative of mine," Ayumi admitted, staring down at her feet. "She watched her mother get killed, before getting killed herself, which made her a vengeful spirit, determined to get her revenge."
The five started off the story, occasionally interrupting each other as they recalled the terrible events at Heavenly Host. The whole hall was silent as the spoke. When they concluded, Yuka in tears from reliving the painful memories, a few teachers stood up, shaking their heads, Mr Tsubota among them.
"Thats all a story! None of it can be true in hell. I understand Kishinuma spinning out some story like that, but to have all of you say something like that..." He trailed off. Ayumi felt her patience grow thin with the impossible man.
"Mr Tsubota, what more proof do you have? You saw spirits attack us. You saw Shinohara and Suzomoto and Yui and Morishige. You saw me get stabbed. What more proof do you freaking want?" Ayumi shouted, waving an arm in the air. The sudden movement caused pain, and she put it down again, blood staining the handkerchiefs.
Tsubota, surprised by her sudden outburst, shook his head fiercely. He didn't manage more than a hostile grunt, because he knew Ayumi had him beat.
"And Seiko was real. She was, not imaginary!" Naomi shouted, causing everyone who teased her to feel like utter crap.
"Is it over now?" A teacher asked timidly.
"I..think so." Satoshi replied wearily. "You can all go home now, while the sun is still shining."
The teachers nodded, and herded the students towards the door in an orderly fashion. Ayumi sighed, and leaned on Yoshiki.
"My head feels worse than before." She whispered. Yoshiki stared at the girl worriedly. He held her uninjured arm gently, in case she fell again.
A sharp cry of frustration was heard from one of the teachers. "What is it?" Naomi asked, her words ragged.
"These damn doors won't open. Its like their decorations on the wall!"