Entry Number 11: Explanation!
(At the 38th Holy Hall of Cause and Effect)
"I must say, this Survival Game has developed a lot more than I had expected." Murumuru stated as she looked at all of the remaining Future Diary Holders on sixteen different screens.
"Yes, I feel like this game is only going to get more interesting from here on out. And it's all thanks to the Sixth. He's successfully managed to back four Future Diary Holders into a corner with that stunt of his." Yuno said.
"But don't you think that the progression of this game still isn't fast enough? We've only lost one Future Diary Holder and it doesn't look like anymore Future Diary Holders will be dropping dead anytime soon. Yuki doesn't have much time to live, you know." Murumuru said as she turned around and stared at the large sphere hovering behind them.
"I know that Murumuru, but Yuki instructed us not to interfere in this game like the last one. He wants this game to be as fair as possible." Yuno said.
"I don't know if we can call this 'game' fair anymore since you decided to give the Ninth as much power as you could without Yuki intervening." Murumuru sighed.
"Hmm...it's begun...the Ninth has begun to set his plan into motion, Murumuru." Yuno said as she stared at the screen in front of her that revealed the Ninth standing in front of a large super computer.
"Boss...are you sure that we're allowed to be here? We could get in a lot of trouble for doing something like this!" A man shrouded in darkness stuttered.
"Ku ku ku ku...don't worry about if we're not allowed to be here or not. My [Future Diary] hasn't shown me anything out of the ordinary, so we're in the clear. Now hurry up and hook up my [Future Diary] into 'Holon'." The Ninth ordered.
"Right!" The Ninth's men grabbed his [Future Diary] and began to hook it up into the computer.
"What the hell are you planning on doing here, Ninth? And how does any of this actually involve me? Don't you know that you and I are destined to fight and kill each other later on in this Survival Game?" Another man shrouded in the shadows asked.
"Heh, of course I know that. I just simply noticed on how your [Future Diary] won't really help you gather relevant information regarding the other Future Diary Holders like mine will. So I decided that I would give you a little hand." The Ninth chuckled.
"Tch, as if I even asked for your help! I'll gather information on the other Future Diary Holders on my own somehow! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be leaving now!" The man quickly turned around and began to walk away from the Ninth.
"Hold on a second there! If you really do plan on not forming an alliance with me, then you can at least take this with you." The Ninth said before he tossed a cell phone at the man.
"What is this? Why are there future events written on this cell phone? Is this someone else's [Future Diary]?" The man asked after he turned around to catch the cell phone.
"Technically yes, but now that [Future Diary] is all yours to do whatever you please. But before you leave, I just want you to know that my offer still stands." The Ninth said while watching the man walk away.
(Meanwhile, Outside the Hospital)
"Are you sure that this is the hospital in which that kid with the [Future Diary] is held in? Because if this is the place, then how come there aren't any cops here protecting the kid?" A tall, slim but muscular man with black, slicked back hair and brown eyes wearing a black suit and black shoes said as he was sitting in the passenger seat of a car while watching the entrance of the hospital through a pair of binoculars.
"Probably because they don't want to attract attention to themselves by having cops around protecting them. If they would've done that, then it would've been more easy for us to find them now wouldn't it Jonathan?" A man shrouded in the shadows said from the back seat of the car.
"Yeah probably...but whether they have cops here or not, the kid won't be able to escape from our boss' [Treasure Hunter Diary]." Jonathan grinned as he pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open.
"So...is the brat here or not Jonathan?" The man in the back seat growled.
"Relax, relax Buck! The boss just sent me a text message telling me that the kid is there in the hospital on the fourth floor. Now that we know where the kid is, we should focus on how we're going to approach this situation." Jonathan smiled.
"Obviously we should just go in there and kill the kid and his family and then get out of there before any cops show up. It's the fastest and most effective way to dealing with this." Buck said.
"To you it is, but you've got to remember Buck that we're going up against someone with the power of foresight just like our boss. Hell, the kid probably knows that we're here already." Jonathan sighed.
"Maybe, but then again maybe not. We'll never know until we actually go in there after the little bastard." Buck said before he opened the car door to his left and stepped out of the car.
"Ahh, wait a minute there Buck! Don't get out of the car just yet! We have to come up with a plan first damn it!" Jonathan yelled as he got out of the car and chased after his fellow Yakuza.
(Meanwhile, Inside the Hospital)
"So, it was the Sixth who was responsible for revealing your identity on the news huh?" Lally sighed as she leaned against the wall of my hospital room.
"God damn it...who the hell could the Sixth be? My mind is literally drawing a complete blank here! The Sixth could be anybody!" I groaned as I stared up at the ceiling of my hospital room while scratching my head.
"Hey, at least the Seventh's identity has been revealed on the news as well. So you don't really have to worry about all of the Future Diary Holders coming after you and your family, Xavier." Drake stated.
"Yeah I know that...but that still doesn't help the fact that I'm still being targeted because of the Sixth." I stated.
"Well...have you ever thought about the witness protection program?" I slowly turned my head to the left and stared at Scarlet. "You could put your family under witness protection. They would be relocated out of this place, most likely to the United States. I highly doubt any of the Future Diary Holders would look for them there."
"You know...that's not such a bad idea there, Scarlet. Xavier and his father can stay behind and continue on with the Survival Game while everyone else are in the witness protection program." Zander smiled.
"But do you really think that my mother and grandmother will allow that? I highly doubt that they will agree to leave us behind." I said.
"Then you really don't have a choice in the matter, Xavier. You and your father are going to have to tell the rest of your family about the Survival Game and the Future Diary Holders." Luke sighed.
"I...I really don't want to have to do that...but I guess you're right. Now would be the best time to tell them." I sighed as I climbed out of my bed and started getting dressed.
"Do you want us to come with you or something while you're explaining things or do you want us to go and continue our search for the other Future Diary Holders?" Drake asked.
"I want you guys to stay safe and don't do anything stupid." I replied before I left the room and closed the door behind me. Before I could even think about spilling the beans about the Survival Game to my family, I had to make sure that my father would be okay with it. If he was okay with it, then things would probably go smoothly. But if he wasn't, then I'd probably have to manipulate him into explaining things to the rest of the family by threatening to destroy his Future Diary. After walking through several hallways inside the hospital, I had finally reached the hospital room that belonged to my father. I took a deep breath and then I slowly extended my arm toward the door, preparing to knock on it to get my father to come out.
"What the hell do you want Xavier?" My father sighed as he slowly opened the door after I had knocked. "If you've come here to return my [Future Diary] then hurry up and give it to me already." He said while holding out his hand.
"I thought that I told you that I don't have your [Future Diary]. The Seventh must have taken it while you were unconscious or something. But anyway, I'm here because there's something important that you and I need to discuss about with the rest of the family." I sighed.
"Oh really? And that 'something important' wouldn't have something to do with the Survival Game now would it?" My father asked while placing one hand on his hip.
"H-How did you know?" My eyes narrowed as I stared at my father suspiciously. He shouldn't have been able to know that unless either somebody told him or he had another [Future Diary].
"Don't give me that look you bastard child. It's practically written all over your face that you want to tell the others about the survival game so that they would be safe from harm." My father said while pointing at my face.
"Yeah...I'm thinking about setting them up in the witness protection program. They'll be relocated out of Japan and far out of reach from the other Future Diary Holders." I said while walking inside my father's room so that we could continue with our conversation in privacy.
"That's actually a pretty good idea you got there. But you do know that we probably won't ever be able to see them again unless one of us wins the Survival Game, right?" My father said while closing the door behind him.
"Yes, I already know that. So...should we call the others so that we can begin with the explanation?" I asked.
"...Sure, you just sit tight while I go and get them." My father turned around and left the room as he went to go gather the others. I just simply sat down on my father's bed and waited patiently for him to return with the rest of the family. I began to imagine the kinds of reactions that my family will have once I tell them that dad and I are part of a survival game to determine the next God of Time and Space. I'm most certain that they'll yell at me for not telling them that sooner, but I'm sure they'll be able to understand to why I had to keep it a secret from them. Their safety was the most important thing to me, and if they hated me for keeping it a secret, then so be it. After several of minutes passed, my father had finally returned to the room with the rest of the family.
"You boys wanted to talk to us about something? What's wrong? What's so important that we can't have this conversation in the cafeteria huh?" My mother asked as she entered the room with her hands on her hips.
"Because this conversation is a family issue and top secret. If anyone else heard of our conversation, we probably would be in some serious danger." My father replied as he shut the door behind him once everyone was inside the room.
"Does this conversation have anything to do with Amarante?" Charlotte asked while looking down at the floor.
"Yes, this conversation does have something to do with Amarante, and many other things actually." I replied while pulling out my cell phone from my pocket.
"Well hurry up and spit it out already! I'm getting hungry!" Grandma Elizabeth said while crossing her arms.
"Alright...let's see, how to start this off...uhhh, dad and I are involved in something very dangerous that we don't any of you getting involved in with again." I sighed.
"It's...it's that survival game thing that you and your friends are always talking about isn't it?" Charlotte asked.
"Survival Game? What the hell are you talking about Xavier? Are you telling us that you're in some type of gang or something?" Grandma Elizabeth asked.
"Well...technically yes, but then technically no. You see...dad and I, alongside fourteen other people are in a survival game to determine the next God of Time and Space." I replied.
"God of Time and Space?" My mother and Grandma Elizabeth repeated to themselves as if they didn't hear me the first time. "Okay, I'm beginning to think that you're on some kind of drug! I'll go get Doctor Hawkins, he might be able to help you!" My mother stopped in her tracks once my father reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"He's telling the truth...we're both fighting for our lives in this survival game to become the next God of Time and Space. Remember the retirement home incident? The incident with Amarante a few days ago? The only reason those events occurred were because of the other Future Diary Holders." My father sighed.
"Future Diary Holders? What are you talking about Brendon?" Grandma Elizabeth's eyes narrowed as she glared at her son.
"Future Diary Holders are what I and your grandson are...people that can see into the future thanks to our diaries. Originally they were our normal diaries, but the Gods of Time and Space altered them to tell us our futures one hundred days in advance." My father replied.
"I...I really don't know how I should be responding to this...all of this talk of survival games, future diaries, and Gods of Time and Space is really nerve wrecking." My mother said while holding her head.
"You said that you and Xavier here can see the future one hundred days in advance right? Then how come none of you warned us about any of those events happening?" Grandma Elizabeth frowned.
"It's really hard to explain, but the gist of it is that nothing is really set in stone in the Future Diaries. The current entries in the Future Diary can quickly be over written if the owner or other Future Diary Holder decides to contradict the future by doing the opposite of what their entry says they'll do. If either of us had done that in public places then the chances of the other Future Diary Holders learning our identities would heighten." I said.
"If you really can see into the future...then where are your Future Diaries? Prove to us that what you're saying is really true..." My mother said.
"I can't show you my [Future Diary] because the Seventh most likely stole it from me while I was unconscious at the house. But Xavier can show you his [Future Diary]." My father said while pointing at me.
"This is it...this is my [Future Diary]...I call it my [Dull Diary]." I said as I pulled out my cell phone and flipped it open. "I call it that because it records and provides me with information about anything that will happen to me or around me that I consider to be dull." I tossed my cell phone over to my mother and I watched as she read some of the previous entries.
"You said Seventh earlier Brendon...who or what is the Seventh?" Grandma Elizabeth asked.
"Amarante Dai, or as the other Future Diary Holders call her 'Seventh' is obviously the seventh person to obtain her Future Diary Holder in the survival game." My father replied.
"So the people involved in this game just address each other in the order in which they received their Future Diaries?" My mother asked while flipping my cell phone closed.
"Yes, that is until we can figure out their identities and eliminate them from the survival game. So far, we've only be able to find out four people's identities." My father sighed.
"Reis Bordeaux, the now deceased Maze Jal, Amarante Dai, and Lally Sue are the four people that we have confirmed to be Future Diary Holders. We're still pretty much in the dark about the identities of the others." I said.
"Wait...if this is a survival game...then only one person can actually win this game right? Which means that sooner or later...you two will have to kill each other?" My mother sniffled while tears began to stream down her face.
"Yeah...we already know about that. But more importantly, the incident with the Seventh was too much of a close call. We've decided that we're going to sign the rest of you up for the witness protection program while Xavier and I stay here and continue on with the survival game." My father said.
"Witness protection program? You can't sign us up for something like that without you guys coming with us! We'll probably never see each other again!" Charlotte cried.
"You three don't have a single choice in the matter! This game is only going to get more dangerous for us and we don't want any of you getting any more involved than you already have!" I said.
"Why don't you guys just quit and leave the game and come with us in the witness protection program? Wouldn't that be much easier than going around killing other people?" Grandma Elizabeth shot up from her chair.
"I'm afraid I've already tried to leave the game without being killed! The only ways out of the game is to either win or die! Those are our only choices!" I stated.
"Take us to these Gods of Time and Space! Let us have a word with them! Maybe we'll be able to..." My mother stopped in mid-sentence once she heard loud knocks on the door.
"We're kind of busy in here! Come back later damn it!" My father yelled.
"...It's...it's me...Doctor Hawkins..." Doctor Hawkins' wheezing voice came from the other end of the door.
"What the? Are you alright Doctor Hawkins? You seem to a bit out of breath." My mother said before she opened the door then jumped back while shrieking once she saw Doctor Hawkins bruised up bloody face.
"F-Forgive me...I wasn't...able to...stop them..." Doctor Hawkins staggered into the room and then collapsed at our feet while two men walked into the room with guns pointed at us.
"Hello there Rou family! I bet that you're shocked about seeing your doctor passed out on the floor in front of you and us coming in here with guns pointed at you! But don't you worry about a thing, we're all friends here! Allow us to introduce ourselves, my name is Jonathan and this here is Buck!" Jonathan smiled as he pointed to the incredibly tall man with an overly muscular figure; the man has very angular and strong features, with a square chin, straight nose, and sharp cheekbones. He has green eyes and small eyebrows; his black hair is slicked back into rather odd, messy spikes.
"Why the hell are you giving them our names Jonathan? I thought you said we were going to kill them as soon as we stepped into the room!" Buck growled.
"What? There's nothing wrong with at least introducing yourself before killing off a few people now is there?" Jonathan laughed before he turned back towards us. "Anyway, we are here to kill you all in regards of the Third!"
"So you're some of Reis Bordeaux's henchmen huh? Figures he'd be too much of a coward to actually come here and take us out on his own." My father growled.
"It's not that our boss is a coward or anything like that. He just doesn't want to waste his time going after people that can be easily disposed of. Now if you don't mind, can you all please die?" Jonathan smiled.
Sorry that it took so long to update this chapter, I had a little writers block and I had to deal with finals. But everything's good now and so the story can continue!
There's now only one more spot left on the list! XD I wonder who will take the last spot :D
Future Diary Survival Game Contestants
Number 1: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 2: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 3: Reis Bordeaux/[Treasure Hunter Diary]/Alive
Number 4: Maze Jal/[Terrorize Diary]/Dead End
Number 5: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 6: Corbett Dierdre/[Interview Diary]/Alive
Number 7: Amarante Dai/[Photography Diary]/Alive
Number 8: Lally Sue/[Blank Diary]/Alive
Number 9: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 10: Brendon Rou/[Daddy Dearest Diary]/Alive
Number 11: Unknown/Alive
Number 12: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 13: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 14: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 15: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 16: Unknown/Taken/Alive
Number 17: Xavier Rou/[Dull Diary]/Alive
